Phoenix rises | Day in the life RCD

Hello RCD readers,

As a Phoenix rises from her ashes, so shall we. Weekend straight out of a nightmare I get a call. "Rose pray. There is a fire next to the balletschool". I was just about to go to sleep but I prayed.  Not thinking anything bad would happen. But I get a message 5minutes later " It's gone. Everything is gone". I'm in total shock so I get the most terrifying phone call  "everything is gone. Our costumes, my diplomas everything.  What will I do now? How will we built this back? Where will I prepare for any dance?". I could here her heart breaking with every word. We had decided to talk the next morning. Because in 6hours I had to wake up. And as I was getting ready to bath for the night. An old friend messaged me should we go?. I knew this was a bad idea because the time and we don't know if our emotions will make it worst or better. But I said yes anyway. 

Me seeing everything gone was such a shock. I had the weirdest reaction I was numbed. I had no reaction but to stay strong. All I could say is  " remember you are not alone in this ".

Knowing that what ever the school chooses. This legacy will not die. I made a promise 17years ago to help this legacy stay alive. I tried my best to stay loyal to that with giving my services for that many years. From helping every end September clean the costume room, to helping during shows with the kids, to learning and later teaching by myself to balletstudents. This year I started to teach jazz for the first time. I had a system towards teaching that was really working. This gave me a break from my hectic day for selfcare by doing my hobby and taking my mind of daily life stuff. I started this schoolyear with the utmost content of being blessed to have the luxury of embracing simplicity. 

This was one of the happiest places for me for 28 years. 

• Those stairs which I used fall with my each step because it was fun. 
• The adorable height measurements of each child and grandchild in the hallway next to the toilet. 
• The "barres" that were always my perfect spot during classes. 
• The books I lended to read
• The costumes I helped fold and store away every show in September 
• The paintings of our teachers
• The pictures of our shows
• The fan that never helped me feel  any breezier.
• The toilet I never liked going too because I wasn't use to it but was decorated so homy
• The sink that I couldn't close as a child which the man of the house had to help me close.
• The window which the man of the house use to take a look through every day to make sure we as students were safe
• The mirrors I always use to check for my corrections instead of feeling them
• The dance floor that we taped during covid and pre class walking demonstrations 
• The cds we used that were so old we exactly knew what the next step would be and it would glitch
• The ceiling we use to fight to clean and decorate 

Everything has so much memory and history. 

The memories for kids too

It's the students that sent me their messages of still crying and don't know where to place this part of their life. The emotions they also feel because it's their happy place. It's their safe haven. 

Never knew it would be the last day

It's bittersweet to know that the day before was our last day together. My classes were so excited and loud because they had learned new Christmas dances. They were so overexcited. The class I decided to follow after because I actually was not feeling it that day and wanted to go home. (because I had an exhausting day before.) My soul told me to stay. I couldn't leave so I joined the last class and we talked more than danced. Who would ever think this was the last time I would hold those barres or dance in center on those floors.

Last thing I remember is saying don't forget anything there or you'll have to drive back. Not knowing you would not be able to drive back again.

Prayer for this time

" Dear Lord,

We thank you for all the memories the good and the bad. 

We thank you for all the achievements we celebrated in their as a school and individually.  

We thank you for the friendships we made.

We thank you for the discipline there taught us. I pray for your strength my Lord.

I pray for your guidance my Lord.

I pray for your grace my Lord.

I pray for your love and peace my Lord.

I lay this at your feet and believe whatever should become of this , 

may it be in your glory. Show us your goodness my Lord.

In Jesus name amen"