Sometimes you have to make sacrifices to get what you want in life. Mary has always told me at work that you do the things you don't want to do, so you can do the things you do want to do. I've also learned that sometimes you do the things you want to do, consequences be damned.
|Family photo at the Father Daughter Dance|
|Kyle and his beautiful dates|
This weekend was a little bit of the latter as we managed to cram a week's worth of memories into two days with the daddy/daughter dance at Lincolnwood and the Grace-Filled Journey Game at Purdue Northwest University. The trip featured plenty of long drives and short nights, but looking back we wouldn't have changed a thing.
|Kyle, Grace and the dance committee|
The daddy/daughter dance at Lincolnwood has been one of our favorites since it began four years ago. The second one was particularly special for me as I got to celebrate with not one, but two daughters as Charlotte was just a few weeks old. The night is always a little bittersweet, especially watching the other girls run around, something Grace should be doing if it weren't for this terrible thing called INAD. But ultimately, it's more inspirational than anything as I watch the community I love come out in droves in honor of my little girl.
|Kensey and Charley|
This year was no different, with 70 young ladies and their dates in attendance, including my two princesses. With a western theme this year, Charley sported her boots, while both girls wore their special Bisous For Leo dresses we ordered from Pixie Lane. A portion of the proceeds of the dresses, made of a soft black fabric adorned with "kisses", go to the INAD Cure Foundation, which supports studies like Dr. Kotzbauer's at Washington University in St. Louis. They looked amazing and the dresses were a huge hit.
While we didn't spend a lot of time dancing, we did spend a lot of time on the dance floor as Charley was in heaven running around with my cousins Kayley and Kensey, who donated their time to the event along with my other cousin Katelyn and my aunt Angie. They've been at every dance too, which means the world to us.
The best part of the dance is what the proceeds go to. The group that puts on the dance decided to start a scholarship in Grace's honor for students going into the therapy or medical or special education fields. Reading the essays for the scholarship is always inspiring and we are proud that these talented and caring young men and women are representing Grace so well.
|Hanging out with the Purdue Northwest softball team|
As the night wore down, we made our way to my parents' house, where we fed Grace supper. Originally we thought about feeding her at the dance, but we opted to just enjoy the moment and get a slightly later start for the next part of our journey. Rather than wake up early and head north to Hammond, IN, about a four hour drive or so from Hillsboro, we decided to make the trip after the dance so the girls could sleep in the car. We hit the road about 9:30 p.m. from Mom and Dad's and made it to the Hampton Inn in Tinley Park around 1 a.m. Traffic was nonexistent and the girls slept almost the whole way, which gave Mary and I some time to catch up. I like to drive, but I'm extremely lucky to have such a great co-pilot on long trips.
|Charley helping Coach Stansell with the line up|
Being just a half hour away from the field allowed us to sleep in, or at least as much as you can with a two-year-old ball of fire like Charley Danger. Still, we managed to stay in bed until after 8 and took our time getting ready to make the final drive. After a quick lunch at Buffalo Wild Wings, where Charley showed that she has her daddy's skill at the claw machine, we made our way to the field.
Pride Coach Niki Stansell had told us that they had Grace-Filled Journey sunglasses and bracelets to hand out at the game, so we made sure to pick up ours. They came in handy as the weather was fantastic for the game, a lucky break since Hammond actually got snow the following day and Purdue Northwest called off their scheduled doubleheader.
|Charley helped Grace with her first pitch|
We found Coach Stansell and our buddy, Pride shortstop Tessa Steffens, after that to see what they had planned. I had the pleasure of covering Tessa when she played for Litchfield High School and the support of her and her parents, Marty and Kara, have made these Grace games at Purdue Northwest possible.
|Tessa giving Charley a signed ball for Grace|
Like the year before, the plan was for Grace, Mary, Charley and I to join the team on the field after player introductions, then for Charley to throw out the first pitch. What we weren't expecting was the Dangerous One to latch on to Coach Stansell and join her for the line-ups at home plate. Charley is very much a mama's girl and usually doesn't let Mary get far from her sight, but in this case, she seemed perfectly at home in the middle of the action.
|Charley giving high fives to the players|
While we waited for the introductions, we watched the players get ready for the game, except Charley of course, who ran full tilt into center field, claiming Dowling Park as her own. I tried to prep her for her big first pitch, but she refused to even touch the softball I tried to hand her. Of course when the time came for the real thing, she rocked it, sprinting to within a few feet of Tessa before lobbing a perfect strike. I may be biased, but I'm pretty sure she's the next Jenny Finch.
She and Mary then went down the line and gave high-fives to the Purdue Northwest players, or at least some of them as Charley played favorites and shutout some of the Pride. After the national anthem, we found some seats behind the plate and settled in for the first of two games.
As good as the weather was, the Pride were even better as they swept both games from Ferris State. I got to hang with Grace for the first game, while Mary tracked the ever-in-motion Charley Danger around the park. Mary got her break in game two, when she was able to just sit back and feed Grace while watching our team continue to succeed. I got to watch part of that game too, but took one for the team and took Charley to the van for a nap after the opening inning. She made it all the way through the first song in her Frozen dvd before zonking out for an hour, waking up just in time to see the Pride put a bow on the second win.
|Snuggling at the game.|
After the game we said our goodbyes and took a few pictures, with a hope to return again next year. Tessa graduates this year, but the game has become one of our favorite events and we will take Coach Stansell and Purdue Northwest up on their hospitality as long as they'll have us.
|Grace was all smiles to get her photo taken with Tessa after the game|
The drive home was filled with more naps and more conversation, with a pit stop for pizza in Bloomington. We even got to share our story with some new friends at the table next to us. We are always touched when someone asks about Grace and we love to share her story. She inspires us a lot and hopefully she can do the same with our new friends, who we gave a couple Flat Gracies.
|Family photo before heading for home|
It was late when we got home, but it was more than worth the limited sleep for all the memories. Ultimately, the weekend was kind of what I dreamed for Grace and for Charlotte when I found out we were having girls. I hoped they would be able to do what they wanted in life, whether that be the princess on the dance floor or the warrior on the playing field. I know that's probably not going to be possible for Grace, but God has given her a different mission and she is definitely both a warrior and a princess. For Charley, I just want to keep surrounding her with good role models, strong, smart and talented women like the group that organizes the dance, my cousins, Tessa and of course, her mom and Grace. And I'll make whatever sacrifices I need to to make that happen.