The Wind Has Been Blowing Around 50 Miles An Hour

We had a victory last night. We went to a studio dance after not having danced for over 26 months. This was due to being in an accident two years ago .So we did not dance at all for that length of time.

Wow, how wonderful to be there at a gorgeous studio named Promenade. Rightly named because it is a promenade of a place. We stayed for 2 hours and danced 4 dances which was fine for going back for the first time in a long time.

How wonderful to be there and to be part of a dance community and especially at our senior ages 82 and 86. Up to the accident where a man was texting and hit us and the car hard, we had danced weekly on Sundays, had fun, had exercise and wonderful for our hearts and soul.

To be back was a dream come through for me. I in the two years imagined many times the feeling I would have upon returning and performing my beloved hobby of over 33 years-that of dancing.

Today I feel whole, well, happy and that I accomplished something extraordinary. I did, I became a ballroom dancer once again. This was written four years ago. I have not danced for 4 years after I wrote this story.

It is OK, my time will come up again in a different city and state. I will feel fine and today was one of those fine days and the wind was blowing up to 50 miles an hour. Thank God, we have a new roof, so the roof cannot blow off. I wrote two stories, I ate Cheerios and milk for dinner which I have not had cereal since I was a teen. It was nice for a change since we get carryout since I do not cook much. Maybe a crock pot of veggie soup or a pot roast. The rest is checking over the menu and ordering and calling it. Most of the time, it is good, sometimes it is not.