I was taking a leisurely stroll through the neighborhood with my pup, Zia, the other day when I see a small sedan flying around the corner and then abruptly stop on the side of the street. A woman inside, late 50s, petite, bounded out of the car, door left open, and started dancing wildly.
was obviously staring, how could you not? So she yells to me from
across the street "I just needed a moment, and I haven't heard this song
in years. I love this song!"
First reaction: whoa, crazy.
Second reaction: I want to be just like her.
I want to be the woman who finds joy in the simple things.
I want to be the woman who shares her excitement with strangers.
I want to be the woman who stops to dance in the street.