This is me right before I danced my heart out!
September is usually one of the busiest months of our whole year. Well, with a big family and a heart full of dreams and a list of things always to do-The days are typically full of something. We also intentionally live with margin in our lives. After years raising our kids and feeling endless expectations, both self-imposed and outside imposed, you get older, you get tired of the infamous “they” calling the shots. You desire sustainable energy that comes from deep joy, you long to be of service from a genuine and firmly rooted place, and these things are demanding to take front and center in your life. Both my husband and I were given so many gifts at young ages that gave us perspective. One such thing-is September. My dad passed away at the young age of 46, many Septembers ago. I hold it close in my heart that I don’t want to leave this planet without some joy and zest for life. So, I get out on the dance floor, I cry if something moves me, I laugh heartily, I stop and breathe in the world around me. I want to keep waking up and giving this life another chance.
I wrote the lyrics to “I hope you dance” on a canvas on my wall this month-15 years later-I am going to keep deciding to dance.
How are you deciding to join the dance today? 💃
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