the only place I ever will belong

Today has been a great day. For reasons I’m not ready to go into right now. (No, not a baby.) Because I’m afraid if I say it out loud, it might not be true. Or it might be true and I’ll have to consider all the scariness that is coming along with it. Good news. Good news that I know I can make work somehow, and that I am thankful that I have time to transition to make it less scary.

Confused yet? Sorry. I shouldn’t even mention things I’m not willing to talk about right? Sorry.

Just know I’m doing the happy dance. You should do it with me.

But not the electric slide. I’ll never do it again ’cause the dj didn’t have it at our reception (in 2003, it was a big deal to have music on mp3, and no backup when the computer crashes), so I didn’t get to do it in my wedding dress. So I’m never doing it again.

I’m also not a big fan of the chicken dance. Like I really need to wiggle my arse to bring attention to it.

I LOVE whatever dance FatBridesmaid is doing here. (BlogHer elevator pictures – sigh.) But I don’t know that I have the talent to replicate it without her explicit instruction.

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So let’s all do the Charlie Brown dance, okay? Because life is good. Because God is good. Because fall is good. Because running is good. Because opportunity is good.

Because good things are happening. And I’m embracing the good things. Even the scary ones.