One Shot

This last weekend was the Rocky Mountain Choreography Festival. Lib and I did a duet I choreographed and I was in Carrie Lee Miles' piece, Delirium. Carrie's choreography won first place for People's Choice and mine won second place. It was a fun weekend. Sunday was a day of learning. I prayed about where to go to college and what to do. It was the first sunny day in a long time and I sat outside--the snow glowing so white it was almost blinding--and I prayed and cried and prayed. I got an answer, though it wasn't the one I was necessarily looking for. Father told me that whatever I decide, as long as I go at it with all my passion, he will bless me in. He told me that this indecisive, mistrusting state I was in was the problem. So I thanked Him, lifted my chin, and decided what I want--not what mom wants or what Eden wants or what Ray wants. It's time to do what I want--regardless of others' expectations or what they think--because this is my life and I've only got one shot. I'm taking it.