July 14, 2010
The Stephen Curtis Chapman song about dancing with Cinderella (his daughter) brings me to tears every single time I hear it. No joke. My kids grab the tissues at the first bars because they know I will need it.
My wonderful husband does indeed dance with our three Cinderellas as often as he can. I have never truly understood how he can dance for so long with such heavy little critters in his arms. That is, I never understood until my Prince Charming was born.
I love and adore my daughters. Each is a blessing from heaven. A wise and Godly mother/friend once told me that a parent’s relationship is different with boys and girls. No child is better or favored…just different. I understood the daddy/daughter relationship all to well. I am Daddy’s little girl. I gave birth to 3 Daddy’s Little Girls.
Then, one cold December day, a few weeks after my son was born, I danced with him in my arms. I have always (and will always) dance with my Princesses. It fills me with joy to dance with each one. Yet, something was different as I danced with my little Prince. My heart finally understood what my husband felt each time he danced with our girls.
That little dude is getting so big, but I refuse to ever give up dancing with him. As we dance our way to sleep each night, I pray for the day he gets married, and I get to dance with him one last time. When my husband dances with our girls, I pray for the same for them, and the last Daddy-Daughter dance they will have.
Stephen Curtis Chapman is all to wise in his song. They will soon be gone. Our time with them in our arms is ever so fleeting. So, today, dance with your little Princess or Prince Charming. I’m going to dance with mine! We may just have to have a big ol’ family dance session! I may need some tissues too…
P.S. If you would like to grab some tissues and listen to the song, click here.
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