As I was contemplating writing today’s love letter, I was having trouble finding the “right” words. The heaviness of this week’s events was on my heart and I felt called to acknowledge them in a different way than planned. Admittedly I wrote a few drafts, all from my headspace until stopping myself and asking what does my heart want to say?

A few years back, I was at brunch with some girlfriends, having just come from one of my weekly dance classes. One of my friends looked at my overflowing bag, saw a big fluffy tulle tutu and a pair of heels and asked, “So tell me about this class of yours!”