Apparently, there will be a piece of sea shell stuck in my foot forever. Unless I get a major surgery or God decides to make it go away. I guess I can think of it like I'm taking a bit of the beach with me everywhere I go. I just pray it stops effecting my dancing.
I didn't know what love was until Sept. 2009.
The first 180 Dance class and rehearsal kicked my butt yesterday. I like having my butt kicked like that. I've missed it.
After I started dating Jed, I waited for the "honeymoon phrase" to be over.... I'm still waiting. I think I'll be waiting my whole life. And... That's ok with me. :)
I filled out my W2 form out for 180 Dance and I thought to myself: "I'm a professional ballerina". Who would of thought I, Genevieve Adams, would be getting paid to dance ballet in a company of only 5.
I am blessed.
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I know it hasn't been nearly as long but... I totally understand you about the honeymoon phase not ending. Wonderful, ain't it? I think that's how it's supposed to be. :)
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