I rarely watch movies, but on a whim I decided to watch Shall We Dance starring Jennifer Lopez and Richard Gere. People who know me well would be a bit surprised that I had any desire to watch such a movie. I’m more of a documentary, adventure, and mystery-theme person.
Surprise! I happen to also be a fan of dance and choreography and I like JLo’s dancing. The real reason I watched it, though, was because I really miss dancing.
Yes, that’s a joy that myasthenia gravis (MG) has taken from me. I used to study Flamenco, Salsa, and ballroom dancing. Dance is not only great exercise, but it always gave me a feeling of grace and freedom. Sliding across a dance floor with or without a partner (often the case in Flamenco dance) is like a moving meditation. My mind could not be on anything else while dancing. I had to focus on not landing on my arse!
I’ve tried a few old routines at home since the evil MG came on the scene and my legs wouldn’t work with me for even two minutes of it. I can only kick back and mentally dance now. As angry as MG makes me, it would be AWESOME to be able to do a five-minute, floor-stomping Flamenco routine! I still have my Flamenco shoes and skirt with the hope that one day I’ll meet up with this elusive character known as Remission. Perhaps, my shoes and skirt will join me to grace a dance floor again someday.
See this heel, MG? I’d like to kick you in the throat with it!