Today William and I went to a BBQ for Donald. He is leaving on Tuesday for a year in Hawaii. His current job is relocating him. He seems to be doing well. I worry about him. Sometimes his decisions are not well thought out as they should be. His judgment has back fired on him many times before. I wish him well on his new adventure.
Lately, I have found myself craving to dance again. It's been years. I miss the feeling of being on stage, weaving a story with my body for all to see while sweet music plays. It was intoxcating! If only I could do that once again. I put in all my heart in my performances even in my pratices. On the dance floor I wrote a story. A story of love, tears, devotion, and of life. When I danced I was free.
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