Signed, DeAndra..

Dance to the sound of the winds; listen to the sound of the rain; hope for the best that life has to offer, and believe that somewhere out there...there's something greater than this<3

May 28, 2012 7:06 pm 7:02 pm May 27, 2012 2:08 pm May 26, 2012 12:49 pm
Taking chances&#8230;

Taking chances…

May 19, 2012 9:08 pm May 14, 2012 9:51 pm 9:41 pm

Clueless

Ever since I could walk…I danced. It’s been my entire life’s goal to be the best I can be. But then came the unexpected. For a short time, a back brace defined who I was. It defined who I was going to be…and never could be. Young. Being as young as I am, you think, “oh! I’ve got time.” I didn’t have the time I expected. And now that I’m back….I feel as though no one knows what it’s like to have to be “careful” while dancing. It was apart of me that I could not get rid of, but now, so is this. Everyday I feel as though I work to get nowhere. Just to hurt. To ice. To limp. To….pray for something far better than this…

Guess it’s time I stop lying to myself.
I will be better.
I will be me again, if not, greater.

May 12, 2012 3:13 pm May 6, 2012 12:17 am

askerquestioner

loveispur: Love ur blog:) ask questions and fallow back:) lovin it

Thanks girl! Will do!

May 5, 2012 4:10 pm 4:09 pm
Dance to the sound of the wind,

Dance to the sound of the wind,

April 26, 2012 11:04 pm 10:32 pm April 24, 2012 10:06 pm
Daughter: Mom! I wanna be a princess!
Mom: Baby, you were born to me made of stars and dreams, those are now your eyes. Those eyes belong to the princess of everything I&#8217;ve ever known&#8230;
Daughter: But I don&#8217;t understand? If I&#8217;m a princess, why don&#8217;t I have princess things? Why doesn&#8217;t the world treat me like a princess?
Mom: The world is a horrible place full of horrible people that can&#8217;t stand the thought of a little light that isn&#8217;t theirs.

Daughter: Mom! I wanna be a princess!
Mom: Baby, you were born to me made of stars and dreams, those are now your eyes. Those eyes belong to the princess of everything I’ve ever known…
Daughter: But I don’t understand? If I’m a princess, why don’t I have princess things? Why doesn’t the world treat me like a princess?
Mom: The world is a horrible place full of horrible people that can’t stand the thought of a little light that isn’t theirs.

March 22, 2012 7:18 pm