Dance as you learn

Yellow dress, high heel shoes and a white purse. 
    This is a specific memory I have when I hear the word: dance

    I was about 7 years old and didn’t have a worry in the world. I used to love singing and dancing in front of anyone who was present and alone— it didn’t matter.

    Now that I am 33 a few things have changed that:

-Age; insecurities have set in

-Age; fear has set in 

-Age; age…

    I stopped dancing a few years ago. It’s something I missed because for so much of my childhood I relate dancing to great memories. Times where for at least one dance everyone can smile and laugh. Where things aren’t serious but rather celebratory.

    That was until Baker came into my life. The youngest of all four kids is one of the happiest babies you will ever meet. For those of you who know me in person; I refer to him as my “Saving Grace”. He has placed a much needed sense of perspective back into my life. He inspires me to take in every single moment the day has to offer… 

Baker loves funny selfies too!

   But most important he has brought the dancing back into my life.

     I dance in grocery store isles, in the car,certainly in the house, and anywhere he is in tow with me. He makes me embrace my goofy ways again- he thinks I am at my finest looking like a goofy hot mess lol!

    Dancing as you learn new things about yourself is so important y’all. 

It’s hard to face the reality that you may not be perfect and that somewhere along the way life changed and with that the way you view things. 

    But life is about learning not only new things but new ways. 

Ways to love,ways to accept,ways to forgive, and ways to move forward. 


    Learning to dance is tough sometimes. It’s okay to want to learn from a professional. There is also something so rewarding in learning how to dance to your own rhythm and with your partner in tow or alone (for my single friends you are not excluded here).

    There may be moments of stepping on toes and you know what?


There may be moments of not knowing the next step and you know what? 


    Just remember thisif all else fails the chicken dance is always a winner. 

    It never fails to make you laugh at yourself and forget all the “age” old things that paralyze you from wanting to make changes for the better.

   On this great journey ahead the dance floor belongs to you. It’s your song and your rhythm that sets the tone.

   So chicken dance away friends and embrace learning new things this year to make it the best year ahead!

My Daddy-O; one of the people that taught me to dance
Love y’all,