The sound of the music had me dancing in my seat. As I watched the couples gliding across the floor, their movements telling a story of love, heartache, failure, and triumph, I imagined myself on that dance floor telling my own story. One filled with death, struggle, survival, happiness, and freedom. We all have a story to tell and I am going to share some of mine. But first, let's go back to the dancing.
I was enthralled. For a period of time I was taken to another world, one where music and dance intertwined and the spoken word is not needed. I have always loved to dance so to see a Tango show up close and personal was exciting. However, to see it where Tango originated, Argentina, on my 40th birthday was remarkable. My husband joined me as we ventured the beautiful city of Buenos Aires and celebrated by 40th birthday all week long. Why such a celebration? Why not? I deserved to mark the 40 years I have been on this earth. Somehow as women we started to envision getting older as a scary event, like a doomsday. Some begging about their age or refusal to acknowledge it. The thought of approaching yet another decade can make a man or a woman cringe with fear. Getting older become familiar with dying. As women continue to live longer, they must begin to change their mentality and learn how to use their age as a tool in rediscovering another part of themselves that exists has been shelved due to any number of reasons, such as; becoming mothers or wives; focusing on our careers; Egypt health limitations. Reaching a milestone birthday should be a time of reflection- what has happened, where are you at now, and where do you want to be in one, three, five, or ten years. How have you changed as a person, as a woman?
For me, having to deal with the death of my mother at 21yrs old certainly changed how I viewed myself back then. It was a time when most 21yr olds are relishing in young adulthood, I was grieving. I was mourning not just my mother, but of a time of my life that I would not be able to live with abandon. Looking back, I can see how it was the catalyst of how I chose to view life. The promise being that life is short. We have all heard that expression. For those who have experienced the death of a loved one, this truth is ever more prominent. During that period I made a lot of mistakes and ended the consequences of poor decisions. However, it began to shape the person I am today because I learned from those mistakes and as the years passed, gained valuable lessons.
My twentyies was about failing, surviving, and struggling. In my thirties I found emotional freedom, and now that I am in my forties, I know myself. I am aware of what I want …