victory dance
i win breakfast in bed! she laughs and then breaks into a victory dance unlike any other. my mother in law. arms in the air, feet sliding this way and that, hips wiggling she is a ballerina on stage, a hip hop dancer in the streets, elaine off of seinfeld, the most beautiful woman on the front of People's magazine. zany, witty, wild she flaunts her win with a wiggle and a laugh, her children groaning and pretending to avoid the sight. a 50-year-old woman dancing with herself, devoid of self-consciousness, aware only of her joy. i study her moves, hoping one day i can fling off these chains and claim my victory.
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em - your writings are incredible, enabling glimpses of your heart which loves so completely, laughs so freely and hurts so deeply.
every blog deserves many comments, but i'm afraid many leave me speechless.
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