My People

For those of you who don't know, I teach dance as my part time job. This is shocking for some people. I mean I don't know understand why...I clearly look like a dancer straight from New York Ballet. Anyway, dance started up this week and as I was getting ready, I put on the Spirited Feet uniform. This "uniform" consists of black yoga pants/capris and any shirt that says Spirited Feet on it. On Monday I chose to rock the black pants, original bright yellow SF shirt with our long sleeve over it. After I got dressed, I realized how familiar and comforting this outfit was. This is an outfit I have been wearing as a teacher for three years, an assistant for seven years and a dancer for 12 years. This outfit represents a big part of my life.

As I drive to Eagan (which is where I teach on Mondays) I realize something. No matter what my day was like or where I'm at in life, being able to teach dance to little kids always has the ability to make me happy. My favorite moment of teaching dance is when the girls are comfortable with the song they're dancing to, they sing the lyrics to the song. I love it. So I'm almost to Eagan and I'm getting excited that A) The heating in my car is somewhat working (for those of you who don't know, my heating doesn't work...which makes driving in this negative degree weather awesome) B)We have new classes of little girls full of hilarious stories that I go back to school and share with all of my friends.

When I was setting up for dance, one of my bosses shows up. I always feel weird calling the owners of SF my bosses. Because while they do employ me, they have been amazing mentors to me for 12 years as well as quality friends. We talked for a little bit then after the floor attacked my leg we were ready to start class.

We make it through dance with only one crier (which is a success in our book) and after cleaning up and a conversation with my boss and the other woman I teach with, I'm on my way back to school. Now so far, the title of this blog has nothing to do with what I'm writing about. But this is all a part of my thought process.

Over the past two weeks I have realized something. I have quality people in my life. Ranging from the owners of Spirited Feet to the people I still keep in touch with from SportsLife/YouthWorks to friends who I share a pair of pants with to a new roommate to a friend who convinced me to register for a class he was in just so he would have someone to talk to.

Lately certain bible verses/songs have been popping up in my everyday conversations. I can only see this as a God thing. These verses/songs all have to do with not being alone and stating that we were made to do things together and to carry each other so not one person has to go at it alone. I've realized over the past couple of weeks that I have people. People that put up with my crazy and still love me. People that are willing to pray for me and walk alongside me through my struggles. People that will make fun of me and point out my ridiculous features. So if you are one of those people,

thank you.