I was thinking this morning about something that someone said to me a million years ago. Ok, so not really a million, it was back in HS so probably more like 13 years ago or so.
My love of dance has always been a consuming one and not hard for other people to see. What she said to me was something along the lines of making sure my life was something bigger than just dance. She asked me if I would know who I was if one day I got into an accident and was unable to dance anymore, would I be just as happy being me in a world where I was not a dancer.
I've thought about that a lot over the years and my answer is always, yes, I would know who I am. I am not just a dancer, I am much more than that and what makes me me is a combination of many things. But....would I adjust to not dancing and still be as happy? Now that, I am not sure of. For so many years it has become my way to express myself, to shake off a bad day, or celebrate a good one, what would I do without it?
I guess I can only hope I never have to find out.