An Entry To Her Life

"Pirouette"
"Point your toes"
"kick harder"
"smile"
"head up"

Those words disturb and irritate people when it comes to dance, but to me it's pure music to my ears. It seems like my life is finally coming together. Why now? A phone call on December 4Th, 2007 at 9:30pm is what made me cry the hardest. It was my mom listing my dance schedule, it had been two years without dance. Two terrifying years. I thanked my parents a week straight after that, each time a respond of a nod or smile. I'm truly used to society not understanding my true passion for dance, especially my dad. He really just doesn't understand.

To me, dancing is the strongest pair of ear plugs. After all the anger built up inside in me about my dad cheating, lying and running away, when i dance it's all out of my mind. Each year i realize more and more that it really doesn't matter what kind of dad i have, or where i live, lack of money as long as i am performing on that stage, my life is truly complete.

For the past week or so, I've met someone who understands my love for dance. I came to conclusion quickly that i care greatly about this someone, and I'm beginning to have feelings for this person. If you're reading this now, know that i like you a lot and i understand and support anything you do.

Everything is coming together in my life right now. I'm extremely happy at this point. When it comes to meeting new people, going to a new school, or starting up dance again i feel great. Though my father will never change, my dancing will stop.

written by: Lauren Basch