My recital is done. Wrapped up and done. The sets are torn apart, the stage is clean, the costumes are put away. I've washed off my makeup and taken out my bun. For this year, I am done.
This was the hardest recital weekend I've had thus far. Last year was extremely trying emotionally, I had to say goodbye to five amazing seniors and lost a dear friend in the process. This year...this year was it's own set of challenges.
Saturday is always dress rehearsal and then an evening performance for my studio. We hold our recital at a Pitt campus about half an hour away from our hometown. It's a WONDERFUL facility, staffed by great people. This year's dress rehearsal was the WORST. Injuries, messed up music, the slide show was all wrong...it was just awful. I am not exaggerating, one of my alumni actually told me she was nervous for us! At one point, I was dissolved in tears backstage, sobbing to my mom about music problems. It was bad. Just. plain. bad.
I run a Christian studio. It's no secret. I cover the studio in prayer all the time and have many prayer warriors who stand with me in prayer. I called upon my prayer warriors, near and far, and they lifted me up when I couldn't do it myself. I cried in the bathroom to a dance mom and she looked me in the eyes and told me "Kate Rebecca. YOU are doing what God wants you to do. You do the best you can and that's all that matters. Let. it. go."
She was right. I needed to trust that it would work out.
Our sound guy (a 19 year old college kid who's sister and brother dance) "happened" to have his laptop in his car and it just "happened" to have the same CD program on it. I used it on the break to make brand new CDs with the music on it correctly. Problem solved. HUGE problem solved.
Missing costumes? Found. Shoes? Located. Dancers? Present. Through some hard work and intense team work, we straightened the whole thing out. It was a testament to the good people I am BEYOND blessed to work with. They stood with me when I couldn't stand up on my own. It worked out, because I learned that it was important to ask for help. I can't do it alone. And I don't have to.
Being a mom of two is TOUGH. Being a mom of a baby and a toddler? SUPER TOUGH. Being a mom of a baby and a toddler and owning a business? YIKES. I don't need to try to be super woman though. I need to ask for help because they are more than enough people who want to help! My lesson has been learned. I'm asking for help from now on.
The weekend wasn't all sunshine and flowers from there on out. There was a (rather nasty) run in with a parent, some misunderstanding in how I discipline/reprimand my students and some small things here or there. But I took it all in stride and I'm not letting the negative get me down. It's time to focus on SUMMER DANCE! :)
Picture posts through out the week. If you are on Facebook, search Hemdal Photography. That's my Aunt Barb's (awesome) Photography business. She has tons of action shots up on there! :)