Coveted Slippers

In A Peek into Yesterday, the week's challenge was to scrap a childhood keepsake. The only object I treasured and still possess is my pair of toe slippers. When I was a child, my only dream was to be a dancer. Mind you, not just part of the corps de ballet, nor just a prima ballerina, but to aim for prima ballerina assoluta, the highest level of professional dancing. Of course, this dream wasn't quite possible for many, many reasons. Suffice to say, although my heart was in it, there were many things going against it, such as wrong body type, structure of the foot, etc. The day I gave up my toe slippers, I felt a part of me died. And for the longest time, these worn out slippers were hung on my wall, reminding me of what could have been.

And yet, on hindsight, dreams such as these are transitory. They prepare us for other avenues, other dreams, other possibilities. The initial dream helps us to learn lessons in life that will make us better persons, better performers and not just dreamers. Dreams, although they may start lofty and high, help ground us for the reality of working for reachable goals. Dreams after all, made me who I am today.

Journal: As a child, I worked hard to earn my toe slippers. Years after the dream to dance ended, I kept my toe slippers to remind me that dreams die to give way to bigger dreams and challenges.

Materials: Daisyd's NO. 12, Bazzill black cs, Al French Twist Journaling Panel, Glitter Chipboard, Doodlebug sugarcoated beetle black hopscotch alphabet, misc. pink ribbon, Daisyd's Rub-On Wishes, FP Bella Brush Stamps, Brilliance Moonlight White, Tsukineko Walnut Ink, VersaCraft 182 Real Black