Fifteen years ago if you had told me, at the age of 28, that I would be, in 15 years, a stay-at-home-mom homeschooling an 8-year old… while entertaining a 5-year old, I would have laughed, thought, “what is that?” and then sussed where I was going to go salsa dancing that night.
But that day has come.
I couldn’t be happier.
ChezWhat? 
Love you.
You and me both. To all of it. Well except the salsa dancing. Mine would have been going to see a garage band in L.A., coming home with club disease and asking everyone to repeat themselves the whole next day at work. But DITTO to the rest. I don’t think I truly knew what happiness was and what love looked like back then. I am so different and yet the same. Love your blog Heather. I read it all the time.
and if I know you as I did-I think you make time for PE in your teachings and show ’em some good salsa music & moves for good measure!
I am pretty sure my wife could write the very same blog post (with a few changes). Interesting how life changes. She too was more interested in salsa dancing. But when you are ready to go salsa dancing again I am sure she would love to go! (just leave me out of it 🙂 )
hola Xochitl, Felicidades…. Creo que todo tiempo es para vivir, aquellos años de estudiante y bailarines, ahora enseñemos a los nuestros que tambien deben disfrutar y nosotros gozaremos mirando como son felices.
Pasa el tiempo y siempre tendras esa sonrisa. Rafa Sospa
Rafa, eres el amigo mas fiel en el mundo. Han pasados cuantos anos desde que bailamos? Que suerte tengo por haber conocido amigos como tu. :o)