Friday, January 18, 2013
Dancing through Life
So I don't feel much like dancing -- even in Paris, where these adjoining works of street art are doing their "So You Think You Can Dance" thing in such very different styles. . . .as different as black and white, one might say . . . The stenciled words marching down the right say that "Music Softens the Walls". . . and I feel I need something to soften mine, right now. We've had some bad news about my mother's health, and I'm feeling quite sad about it.
But she is being well cared for, and my family is rallying -- as they/we do (I'm so proud of my family, so happy with my siblings and their loved ones).
An incongruent picture, perhaps, for a choppy and awkward and negative posting, but I suppose this is me, today, so I'll let it stay. We carry on, don't we. . . . I'm hoping next post will be more positive, a collection of the little things that are lifting my spirits, but sadness and sicknesses are part of life's richness as well.
Bon weekend à tous