i used to have two beautiful feet that could do beautiful things.
i had strong feet, flexible feet.
and then after years of shoving my feet into pointe shoes, it was time to fix what id broken.
yesterday i danced for the first time in a while.
it was a different kind of dance.
abby danced with me.
"youve got moves," she said.
what?
i thought.
me?
even with fish feet, i can dance?
that thought hadnt occurred to me.
its new, its different.
but i think i might love it, too!
goodbye days of dancing on my toes!
goodbye days of dancing beautiful steps!
i will miss you!
i will miss you so so much!
