I kept way too much stuff from when my daughter was a little girl. She is now 30 years old (I can't believe it) and some of the keepsakes have been transferred to her home and her children. Toys, art projects, costumes, dolls...so many memories take us back as these treasures are returned to her care.
She started taking ballet and tap dancing classes when she was just 3 years old. Above is my favorite picture of her taken during her recital days. I am going to paint this portrait one day. I am, I am. Sadly, I did not keep her ballet shoes. What happened to them? How could that have happened? Years later, I painted this watercolor. I placed it in a frame made from old boards and took it to the shop recently. It reminded me that I really wish I still had her sweet little pink-painted-white ballet shoes!
