This year’s recital slogan is “Everybody deserves a chance to dance!” I was actually hoping to dance this year but fate ordered it differently and I had to learn a different dance. Fortunately there will be next year. Today I enjoyed watching my daughter dance. And a lot of other girls as well. Costumes, make-up, music, stage – it is so wonderful to be young and have the energy and joy in doing things we love to do! It has been a long day and I am bone tired but it is the culmination of many hours of dance, many drop-offs and pick-ups, plans for the future and hopes for the coming year. I always wanted to dance but during my teens non-competitive dancing was possible only for super talented and the ones who managed to bring a partner and since I was neither I never had my chance to dance. I did dance on the benches during Gipsy Kings concerts but lately they have become to overwhelming with pot so I have stopped going. I was delighted and proud today.
Right now I feel all of my energy was poured into the recital. Just sitting in the audience proved to be tiring at the end. Again it was very well worth it and I am grateful to be out, to be among people (even though I sat in a mask knowing that in all likelihood I was neutropenic). It was very touching to drive home with my daughter and hear about her first kiss….
In the meantime it is 4 weeks before my surgery and tomorrow I will start changing gears towards preparation for surgery. I think I need a little more muscles on my arms and I need to make changes to the herbs. I know that 4 weeks will pass in a moment and there is still so much to do. I was seriously thinking about doing my will just in case.
I am feeling better but nowhere near where I would like to be and I think my AC is still not letting go even though it has been more than a week and I have started taking cytotoxic herbs to keep my cancer at bay even during the time I am having a break from chemotherapy. This journey is really just barely half way through…