Pride

Shalom God,

I have no idea where she gets it from but my eldest daughter, Dalia is one talented dancer. We just came from her dance recital this evening. God, she took that stage by storm with a smile on her face and the wind under her feet.

I am filled with such pride. I know that I have to be careful of pride. All too often, pride is a stumbling block in my path to wisdom. But I just can't help it. She's so beautiful, she's so talented - and I'm so proud.

In many ways dance is her escape from, well...me. I'm lucky that I am able to be present in many, many aspects of her life. That same fact is unfortunate, at best, for a budding teenager. One thing that Dalia knows she doesn't have to worry about is her dad upstaging her on the dance floor. I've discovered how important it is for my children to have opportunities to discover who they are outside of the shadow of their father the rabbi, musician and teacher.

So I just wanted to take a moment to thank You for helping Dalia become the beautiful young woman she is becoming. For all those times when she can't and shouldn't be under my wing it's nice to know she's under Yours.

Laila Tov,
David