Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about choreography…
and how it takes a lot of practice
I performed in many school musicals growing up and honestly, I wasn’t the best at dancing, let alone learning the moves.
Fast forward over a decade and my boyfriend and I were dancing in the kitchen, merely improvising
Within minutes we were developing our own choreography and kept practicing our (silly) dance until it was perfect.
Amongst the laughter and smiles, I thought about the last year, isolated from most of the world, working remotely, the sense of change and learning a new way to live – talk about unplanned.
For me, as an introvert at heart, I felt like I was familiar with staying home more, yet, I soon became unfamiliar with the new routine and steps.
It took a lot of practice for me to really get “comfortable” with this new life.
I felt like I did on stage back in high school-
I was confused and horrible at the choreography of this new life.
This wasn’t just a quick dance in the kitchen smiling and laughing
This was life changing. Every day.
I know I’m not alone in saying that adjusting has been hard. Very hard, and new, and amidst the uncertainty life has completely changed.
After a year has gone by, I’ve seen and felt progress, I’ll admit that, amongst it all.
I try to see the light at the end of the tunnel (no matter how long this tunnel may be).
There’s always going to be a new dance to learn. New steps. A change.
It’s not going to be easy for everyone, but if the past year has taught me anything, it’s that we are not alone. We are all doing our best to dance to the rhythm of the world. One day at a time.