January 2026- Second solo performance

I remember practicing this coreo in my hotel room in New Orleans. I missed a week of class, but I was determined to practice wherever I was. Heels dance excites me and pushes me to want to grow, to become better. 

At first I thought better meant getting the steps right. The counts. Not forgetting. But after this second performance I learned a lesson. 

Better simply means: How much can I enjoy this dance while making mistakes?

 How confident can I feel even when my body shakes from nerves?

 My life can feel rigid sometimes. I've carried the weight of high standards and expectations for years. I've being working in the medical field for the past 5 years, as an EMT. I love what I do. I love how it has shaped me.

But I would be lying if I said it doesn't come with weight.

Holding responsibility for someone else's life...it's not light.

It asks for a certain mindset. The one people call "the hero".

But I don't always want to be a hero.

Sometimes I just want to be human.

And dancing reminds me of that.