Yeah, the above happened earlier this year. I was a bug alien belly dancer and totally in character. 🙂
My friend Shaina and I have been hard at work on a video of my journey the past year. Here’s the Trailer. It turned out pretty awesome, had a blast putting it together.
Coming soon, Cancer Can’t, be looking for it.
I was driving back from a wedding a few weeks back when Spotify played the song, Hot Volcano, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFE7UvHUAF8, it spoke to me. From that moment, in my driver seat, at 75 mph, I danced, wiggled, really. I envisioned the butt wiggle, the spooky eyes, the ghostly moves, the purple get-up, the look just had to be. My motivation? A late 1800s madam, who refused to be a ghost.
I simply refuse to stop dancing. I refuse to stop being joyful. Living my life. My chemo may be ending, and options may be running low, but I’m feeling as though I am only beginning to live. My story has not ended. I am not done.
I do not wish to be ‘that’ cancer story, you know the one, the one that makes you cry. I’d rather maybe make you cry a bit when you hear what I am going through, but by the end of this, I want you to be cheering, and/or laughing your ass off, because that’s how I roll.
Let me see YOUR smile.. Check out my solo, I was super extra spooky, just for you. The one reading this, now.