A Series Of Rainbows In Your Life

I am a ballroom dancer, long before Dancing With the Stars was a twinkle in the eye of some
producers to put on a ballroom dancing show. I started to ballroom dance and to
take lessons when I was forty-three and my husband was forty-seven. We were preparing
to be able to dance at a celebration party we were giving. I had always loved
to dance and when I was twenty or so, I took a set of lessons at a franchised
dance studio. I learned nothing except that they grabbed my five hundred
dollars for fifty lessons and I learned barely anything. Then when I was a few
years over twenty I had a so called boyfriend and he was a sometimes dance
teacher and on Sundays, about five of them, he tried to teach me to Rhumba and
I saw he did not know too much, charged me per lesson, and I dumped him and the
lessons. When we were in Paris when we were about forty and forty-four, we went
as the travel group to a nightclub there called The Lido. Many seniors got up
and danced and a couple named Rachel and Bob got up to dance and right then and
there, I vowed to myself, that we would dance like them next year at our
celebration party.

So we started at age forty-three and forty-seven and I went
on to become a dance competitor and I danced in competitions in Kansas,
Maryland, Virginia, New Jersey and D.C.

I won fifty-eight trophies and medals and they reside on
special shelves I had built in my kitchen to display them. They sit or stand
there as a symbol of what middle aged people going all the way up to seniors
can accomplish. My dancing abilities lasted from 1977- 2001 encompassing being
forty something until sixty-five. I still dance now whenever the old right
Osteoporosis allows me to.

This just proves to everyone that anyone can accomplish
anything they desire even if they start out in their mid-forties and continue
on until the late sixties and seventies.

I myself went back to get a college degree and I received it
at the age of forty after taking at least five years to do it part time, having
a husband, two children seven and three at that time and a widowed mother, who
I assisted her in driving her places and being there for her. She too
accomplished at age fifty-seven going back to a nice job for the State Of
Maryland after Dad passed on. She worked there for thirteen years and she
rarely missed a day of work.

There is a saying that says: “A series of raindrops can
become a torrential rain.” I add on to that by saying a series of raindrops can
become a rainbow of life. A life that is productive, worthwhile, happy and
fulfilling.

So when you see a rainbow, wish on it and maybe it will come true. This is my saying.