Tuesday, April 27, 2010
I love to dance with the kids. In the best of times, that's what my life feels like: effortless, joyful, energetic. Punctuated with hilarity and stillness. Sometimes I close my eyes and smile, wishing I could just capture that instant for eternity.
Of course there are times when struggles meander into our days, making our life together feel like more of a march... rhytmic and directional. A march is so close to a dance, isn't it? Only without the freedom and joy, without the choice to pour our whole selves into the moment.
Lately, I've been choosing to dance. It makes everything more fun.