and then we wrote the story together...

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Where Your Feet Have Never Walked

The day was strange, half happy half frustrating. I lay down in exhaustion this evening to catch a breath from taking the kids to classes, grocery shopping, cleaning, washing clothes, managing kid stuff, financial matters, cooking, organizing, and helping with homework. When I stopped to think of how hard this all was today, to ponder how to escape it, I remembered a gift I was given. My husband asked me out today for a drive, he lead me to a refreshing drink and an adventure. He said “I want to take you where your feet have never walked before.”

Just opposite my favorite spot by a waterfall, he showed me a different perspective across the water. We climbed and shuffled our way through to the river’s edge. I even got a piggyback ride :) My feet had never walked this side, my eyes had never seen from this angle….

Now I remember, this day wasn’t hard. It was magical. He gave me a gift of smiles, adventure, peace, happiness, fun, and simple time together. I got fussed over and and delighted in it. I loved this day.

Dance of the Day

Again, early in the morning along with the sunrise.... we danced. Bonus moment, I got to dance with my 8 year old next as he stood on my toes. It's definitely the little things that add up to happiness... 

Dance of the Day

Again, early in the morning along with the sunrise.... we danced. This was the perfect song for today in light of all we are learning about love lately. Enjoy, and dance :)

It's Been 2 Weeks...

2 weeks since we began our new ritual, and a lovely one it's been. I have to be honest, I cannot always remember what song I swayed to at 6:00 in the morning, it's sometimes like it's happening in another dimension by the time the rest of the the day has gotten on. And, maybe it is another dimension, just for my husband and I...

Here is the play list he has acquired thus far, enjoy, and go dance with someone you love! 

Dance of the Day

Again, early in the morning along with the sunrise.... we danced

Dance of the Day

Again, early in the morning along with the sunrise.... we danced

Dance of the Day

Again, early in the morning along with the sunrise.... we danced

Dance of the Day

Again, early in the morning along with the sunrise.... we danced

It's Time To Dance

Recently we had a conversation about rebuilding and what prevents us from really feeling well. I mentioned, try my best to follow all the techniques, I just don't want to get up in the morning. I was feeling lost at 6am with no real desire to do anything. What do I do? I know what I HAVE to do, but that's boring, that is automatic and done. Begrudgingly. And I want to be happy, ecstatic even, to take on a day. We have entered into a new phase of our lives rebuilding, and though it is a better direction than spiraling into failure and dysfunctional circles,... It. Is. So. Very. Very. Hard. Relearning how to live everday in a new way in relation to one another and then feel that change translate into all you do in the world is so foreign, and a constant conscience readjustment. Thankfully, for a time. 

So she asked me, "I am going to ask you a question and you say the very first thing that pops up in your head without second guessing it." OK, I was ready, and she goes on.. "what is your passion?" "Dance," I say, of course. Then tears pour out, unexpectedly. I miss it in my life, and as I've written before, I lost the ability to feel free on the practice floor anymore. My last show was in 2011. She said to my husband, "Wake her up everyday and dance with her."

I about had to pick myself up off the floor, and with much anticipation looked at my husband's reaction. Would he possibly say yes? And if he does, will it really happen cus THAT WOULD RAWK! One leg crossed over the other at the knee, his hand to his mouth, elbow leaning on the chair handle... he looked up at me then to her and said "Yes." 

And he did it.

{photo via We Are Young}