Life is a dance

Life is a dance ... and the dance holds many learning curves. Like many, mine seemed like I constantly swayed … some dances felt clumsy while some felt like you will never learn the moves. But in reality they are all beautiful … I just needed to learn to go with the flow.

For each twist and turn can hold both heartache and happiness

The journey itself has had many blessings and challenges! Every challenge I faced broke me somehow ... yet despite the many broken pieces I reside in a beautiful mosaic … and its beauty came from all those broken parts

No regrets ... just an admittance that some lessons took longer than others to learn

I am finally grateful for all those who hurt me ... especially those who hurt me physically, mentally and soulfully ... they gave me a gift, a gift of gratitude!

I could be wrong ... but sometimes I don't think we can fully understand or comprehend true love of a soul or a friend unless our souls been broken ... or perhaps it is just I who never could of comprehended the difference without being wounded

I have fallen so often that every piece of my being has been broken ... but I also learned to get back up ... and I learned how to gracefully walk upon all the broken pieces without cutting myself any further ... or perhaps I finally learned to dance with life

Slowly I realized ... with every return to the dance floor of broken pieces ... that I never danced for me

I danced for my brothers ... for my children ... and other times ... I danced just to prove to those who created all those sharp broken pieces that I will just learn another dance move, for you can't keep me down

Honestly ...my stubbornness brought me back to the dance floor so many times in my younger years ... I am a stubborn soul ... but those same people who litter the dance floor with broken pieces just to see me get cut ... gifted me too

Taught me lessons I couldn't of learned otherwise

Healing from wounds is a journey in itself ... a self taught dance ... full of tears to assist in cleansing a soul

Lessons like gratitude and love of a great man ... never take it for granted

Lessons of true friendships ... and the ability to recognize these blessings

Lessons from mistakes and wrong doings and lessons of appreciation from those who always stood by me ... I remember and will never forget

In these last few years ... it occurred to me that the dance was never just for me ... always for the ones I was protecting

Then it happened ... I finally fell apart ... for one of my rocks in life became ill and one of the souls I gave my everything to turned on me ... and suddenly again my footing was lost ... I was drowning in tears from my past ... unable to dance my way out of it

I couldn't give myself anything ... and felt more lost than ever before ... but suddenly he stood before me and without a word ... he just scooped me up!

He never asked why ... or even how long this crisis would last

But his grasp and soft kiss assured me that he will hold me as long as I needed ... no explanation required

So now I dance ... I dance without fear of cuts to my feet ... he just holds me tight ... leading us across the dance floor

He assures me I shall never dance alone again ... and he will always be with me. Together we will dance to whatever song life plays for us

So here I find myself ... filling his dance card, no longer worried about the music life will play.

May we always be blessed with our love for each other ... because now I see ... that's all I need.