Thursday I took Belen to see a blues guitarist that performs for little kids. We used to be regular groupies in Orlando to Mr. Richard. Belen would go up on the stage and dance.
It is always a delight to see her shake her hips and dance. I am positive the other observers got a kick out of her dance style as well. I am currently trying to fight off a gloomy cloud that has been hanging over me for the last few days. I told Belen, “Baby, I’ve got the blues” and her reply was, without missing a beat, “Mom, I’ve got the pinks”.
But you know what was great about today? I forgot the shit going down in my life and I danced and sang without reservation. I twirled my daughter around and hopefully she will learn the joys of letting loose and shaking her grove thing.
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