Sunday, September 25, 2011

I'm not all adoption you know...

Though at times it does seem like my entire life is about adoption, it really isn't.  I swear!  I'm a normal person too!  I have interests!  I do stuff!  And if you met me on the street, I could have whole conversations with you and you'd never know I was adopted.  I promise.

One of my interests is dance.  I love dance.  I used to live for it.  I would be at the studio teaching two, three times a week, took my own lessons twice a week, and ran a dance team practice once a week as well.  I practically lived there.  It was OK because it was across the street so I could come and go as I pleased.  Something about dance kept me going.  It never mattered what happened at school that day, how crappy I felt, or whatever else was going on in life.  When I was out on the floor, either in pointe shoes, jazz boots, or tap shoes, it never mattered.  It was just me and the music and my fellow dancers.  It was magical when things went right.  It was painful when they went wrong.  But I learned so much in that studio.  I learned that there is no such word as "can't".  It's "I'm unable to do it at the moment but I will keep trying".  I learned that when you fall down, you get back up and try it again.  And I learned that you are only as strong as your weakest dancer, so you build each other up.  All very important life lessons.  The studio has closed it's doors and I miss it so much.  I miss my students, I miss seeing their progress, and I miss hugs after class because they had a good time.  I'm starting to work my way back into dance.  I might not be able to do what I used to, but there's no excuse for being out of shape.  Times have been stressful lately and I've turned my back on the one thing that used to keep me going.  I think life is trying to tell me something.

I also love technology.  I think if you haven't figured that out yet, you haven't been paying attention on my blog. I've always been great with computers, and I have made them my career.  I do have a love/hate relationship at time and I want to throw my old laptop out the window sometimes (I can't, I haven't moved everything over yet), but at the end of the day, I don't hate my job or my career.  And it's like Christmas morning when I get a new piece of technology.  So awesome :-)

Next, I love TV.  Growing up, my mom was super anti-TV.  We were only allowed to watch Saturday morning cartoons and a movie here or there on rainy days.  Instead, we read, we went outside to play, and we had a lot of dolls.  We had closets full of dolls.  All sort of dolls.  It was amazing.  I still have some of them so I can maybe pass them on someday.  Anyway, we never watched TV.  We didn't have cable until I was in high school.  Now, I'm a huge TV fan.  I get lost in books very easily and I need something that has a set end time, like a TV show.  I'm a big junkie.  I love Hu.lu.  Go figure.

So now you know about three of my interests that are not adoption related.  You learn something new every day!

3 comments:

  1. Love it! :-) I should write a post like this one of these days. I write so much about adoption that people probably thing that's all I think about all day long.

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  2. I get it! I don't always write about adoption, although it does look like it. My father never allowed us to have "too much tv time" and he called it the idiot box. I always have the tv going unless I am studying or teaching! There are days when I can't get enough and others when I would just as soon walk away. I love music and watching the dancers. I wanted to be a dancer until the dance teacher told my mother I was too short and my legs too heavy *(heavy muscles - not fat). She told me to forget it, that I would never be good enough. But the music, the dance, it set me free. I loved it.

    Now, I write. All the time. The stories in my head, the ones I tell my nieces and nephews, and at one time would tell my daughter, they hit the paper. Or, now, the memory of my computer.... I wonder what will happen to them when I die....

    Yeah, I totally get it.

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  3. My daughter started dance 3 weeks ago. She is 3. She loves to dance and I could just see she has natural talent (she has wonderful genes, you see). So far she absolutely loves it, and has been thanking us for bringing her ever since her first class. For as long as she loves it, she will go to dance!

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