But as a leader of this team, I knew I couldn’t. I pulled it together and started on my hair and makeup. There were moments where I was just stretching my feet or helping someone pin their costume when I would start bawling.
It was hard to be at the competition without all my family during a time like this when all I wanted to do was give them the biggest hug. When my parents divorced, my dad, three brothers and I all moved in with my uncle Sal and cousin Jocelyn. We lived together just long enough for my dad to get his life back in order after the divorce. But those two years transformed my uncle from just being that cool uncle into a father figure to me, so his death was beyond difficult to cope with. But that’s where dance came in.
My team competed our contemporary number, which coincidentally was about losing someone. From the moment, the announcer said “Somerset Pantherettes, your music is now on” to hearing screams, claps, and cheers at the end, it was like all my sadness, worries and feelings just went away. Dance was so much more than just an extracurricular activity, sport or art to me. It was something that played such a vital role in my life. Without dance, I would not be the woman I have grown up to be …show more content…
My parents never anticipated me to fall in love with dance the way I did. From the youthful age of four till this day at age eighteen, dance has always been something I am remarkably passionate about. Out of everything I ventured into – soccer, cheerleading, gymnastics – dance was the one that stuck.
“Mommy, is today a ballet day?” grew into a daily question when I got picked up from elementary school. It was something I became unusually infatuated with, I yearned to be around dance as often as possible because I just could not get enough of it. Even as an adolescent, I would beg my parents to take me to class beforehand so I was the first one there, then later I would ask them to linger around with the purpose of being able to glimpse into the “big girls’” practices.
At first, my parents thought it was only a stage always saying, “Oh, every four-year-old goes through those phases that they are captivated with certain matters, this month is dancing.” Little did they know it was indefinitely further than that. No matter where I was, who I was with, or what we were doing all I could contemplate or converse about was