Today I danced. Openly, freely, artistically. Enya's "Caribbean blue" was the inspiration. I was taken back in time to my junior year in high school. I opened up and set myself free. It was invigorating.
I feel happy, hopeful. As thought I may be climbing out of a deep, dark hole I have been buried in for so long.
This morning, I owe it to the dance.
--excerpt from Melanie's journal (yes, actual written journal) August 14, 2009. (Some day I might share it in it's entirety).

5 comments:
You go girl! This entry brought tears to my eyes -- you are truly on your way to easier, better days. Love you bunches. Mom
remember when we danced at hogi yogi? we did our hoop dance. those were good times.
I love that song! I miss you guys!
Hey, hope everything is good or getting better for you :). I've been thinking about you a lot, hopefully we can catch up someday.
That's awesome! Dancing really is a great way to express yourself and just have fun. Good for you!
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