…that’s a good question.
Hey! What? Whoa!
Nine years this site has existed. Crazy. I was so much younger nine years ago. Like nine years younger.
…I’m so great at math.
My calendar told me that today marked an anniversary. In all honesty, this is the first time I’ve really logged into this site since last year when I posted on this exact same day (other than to change my password every so often, that is). Looking through some of the things I’ve written on here, it’s like looking into the ramblings of a completely different person…
Why is that? Well, as you may be able to guess since I haven’t posted here since the last anniversary of the site, I haven’t been dancing. I haven’t even thought about going dancing. I haven’t even so much as thought about interesting things to say about dancing that I might post here. It just doesn’t come up in my life right now.
Who knows if that will change in the next year? What I can say is that over this last year – really, it was in the last few months actually – Sparkledancer’s injury has *finally* started to improve noticeably. That injury of hers was one of the things that made even the idea of going out dancing a non-starter well before the pandemic even started. One of the major reasons that the injury has gotten better is because she has really limited both the type and amount of physical activity that she puts herself through.
It’s not 100% yet, but there is finally a light appearing in the distance that may mean there is an end in sight for her. Hooray!
But that still keeps dancing off the table for her, even in a social/fun capacity, as long as she is still in the healing phase. Because dancing was on the list of reasons that she got the injury in the first place, starting to dance again when she hasn’t completely and fully recovered would be really foolish. And without her there, that keeps me from wanting to go, because it’s not really fun for me without her. So for now, this is just a check-in to say that nothing has changed, and there’s no real timetable for any change at this point.
And who knows what the future will bring? Maybe six months from now I’ll decide to go back to dancing, but it will all be square dancing, or contra dancing, or only polka! Or maybe there will be no dancing at all, and I’ll get really into something like competitive crochet next month! The pockets that hold my future realities are many and varied, and I have no idea which one I will jump into.
Happy nine years, site!
***Thank you to Sparkledancer for letting me ‘borrow’ her tree for this picture. I was worried because she told me it was fragile, but I didn’t break it at all! Yay me!***