My mom gave me a journal. Actually she re-gifted me a journal, last week when I went to Oklahoma. I thought to myself, I will start writing in my journal...and I will call it, My Mother Always Dances. But of course, would I be living in the 21st Century if I wrote in a journal? I was at home for about 30 minutes and that song, "Shotgun, shoot em for a run now, do da jerk baby," somethin like that, was on TV. Me and my dad just sorta stopped what we were doing and watched as my mother danced. Daddy told her to sit down, and I just laughed. Everyone in the room was smiling.
I could talk about her dancing for hours, but what I really would like to share with the world is that my mother always dances, so I'm inherently a dancer.
8 years ago
