I kind of like this blogging thing. I don't see people following my blog but it is fun and it is something that I can do instead of slipping into a bit of a depression...
I remember, when I was a little girl, that some of the most vivid and happy moments are when I would sneak into Richard's bedroom and turn on his record player. There was a song that I would listen to called DOA. I looked it up today on youtube. It is by a band called Bloodrock. It is not a really good song but it is a memory that I had. I also would love to listen to Charlie Rich "Behind Closed Doors". I could not have been more than 5 because we moved from Irving to Fort Worth when I was that age.
When we lived in the Bluebonnet house, I would listen to mom's Barry Manilow album. Lola was my favorite. My fondest memories, as a little girl, involve music. I have always loved singing and dancing. It is when I have been noticed, felt beautiful, felt alive. Cheerleading, in high school, was the perfect interest for me because I could dance and express myself.
If I could do anything, everyday, and money was no obstacle, it would still be something in the fitness realm. I am going to get my group fitness certification so that I can teach. I want to do something where I can dance everyday. I want to work at a job where I can move and feel free and alive. This is my dream. Now...for me to believe that I can achieve it.
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