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I Will Dance Again...


Tearing muscle tissue in my leg, was by far the most frustrating ordeal to cope with, at a time when I felt so motivated to complete my university education. The shuttering thought of humiliation I went through in the hours and hours of endless therapy still haunts me. Day after day for 3 months straight, just learning to walk, run, and jump again, are the memories that still scar my mind. I dread of the nightmare I'd be in if I were to ever find myself back in that crummy situation.

If you had asked any of my schoolmates back in high school where I would be in 7 years, they all would have definitely said graduated from the university.

Now that I was determined to come back after working a long hard summer for school payments, I find myself still short of money. A girl with no money can't go to school. Barely making ends meet with bills, is no way to live. Be prepared for the rainy day, because you never know when in the blink of an eye your course is to change completely.

I've put a hold on school once again. Another wait...and the longer I wait, the more discipline and toll it will take on my body and physical fitness. I'm scared, and worried, that when it all is said and done, and I'm ready to jump back in school, my body will say otherwise.

I have learned from the whole experience. It has made me stronger, it has pushed me harder, it has opened my eyes to bigger priorities and concerns that must be addressed. I will just need to work harder than anyone else, to keep the dream alive. It's up to me, to stay on top of my goals, to stay positive and be prepared.

I sit here thinking. Out of all the careers in the world, that could provide me security, stability, financial safety, why on earth would I choose to be a dance major? I have no other answer except that I know it's my calling. I've prayed about it, fought for my place in the dance program, and worked every muscle in my body to prove otherwise that any person is capable of what they set their mind to.

Dance is not easy. I sweat every day, I'm sore everywhere, and I'm pushed to my limits, and know that I have yet to reach my fullest potential.

I will go back to school. I will finish the dream. And I will not stop. And if my cause is noble, and the good Lord desires this for me. I know he will provide a way for me to accomplish the desires of my heart and satisfy the answers to my prayers.

Comments

Eloisa said…
Hijita, Siempre gozo mucho tus comentarios, dance is beautiful, you just need to find the way to provide needs with dance and not wants. You need to use your brains at this difficult time of economical crisis. I see now a days people looking for healthier alternatives. People that are getting older would love never to end up in a nursing home. Dancing is a great tool among other ones to produce a healthier life with great deal of enjoyment. Think what you can come with to make Dancing something that you could help people to delay as much possible the possibility of ending up in a nursing home. Think about it. Then we will talk. Luv ya. Mommy.

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