Life has been crazy for me during the past two weeks. The craziness began with a trip to the Paradise Dance Festival. I competed for the last time this year. I came in second overall and wish that I had danced better, but that is nothing new. As much as I hate to admit it, I am afraid that this damn leukemia is just going to get its’ wish; to slow me down.
I have been fighting tooth and nail to live my life just like I was before I was diagnosed with leukemia. Dancing was one of the things in my life that I was trying the hardest to hold on to. I won’t stop dancing, but I know that I need to stop competing; at least for now. I just cannot count on feeling good, often enough to practice on a consistent basis, and I never know how I am going to feel when the competition day actually arrives. Not to mention, the competition itself; it has become increasingly exhausting. I do really great for the first four dances, but my energy wanes greatly over the next four. Not to mention, I am completely wiped out by the time the weekend is over. So, for now, I will continue to practice and dance when I am able and will have a tentative plan to compete next May, in Fresno.