One of my favorite things growing up was performing onstage. From the costumes and make up to the warming up before and initial nerves once I got on stage-performing was my life. It is also something I miss every single day. My mom put me in dance classes when I was about 4 years old and from then on it was something I loved. When I was 8, my dance teacher invited me to come audition for our studio’s competition team and when I made it I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into. My first dance competition performance was a blur although I remember the way I felt when I walked onstage. I was extremely nervous. My legs were shaky and my heart was beating fast. Once the music started, all of the nerves faded away and I had a blast! From that moment on I knew performing was something I enjoyed. Every year we would have a dance recital at the end of the school year. We would perform with each of our dance classes for our families. My parents never missed a recital. They were there for every single one. Their support gave me the courage every time I stepped onstage to “kill” every routine and perform with all of my heart.
One of the things I miss most about performing was the feeling I got before, during and afterwards. Before performing I was always nervous. There would be a millisecond where I would get into my starting pose and suddenly forget my routine. Then my music would start and I was off. While performing I always felt free. Every solo I had been picked with care and each song meant something to me. It made my performances mean so much more than just a dance routine for some competition. The rush I got while performing was a high I cannot describe. Dance is a form of self-expression and being able to express myself through movement carried so much meaning. Once I hit my ending pose or walked off stage I felt amazing! My heart would be fast and I felt giddy. It was almost like falling in love.
Occasionally. I will put music on when I am home alone and dance around my house. The dog stares at me or attempts to attack my feet. It’s not the same though. Entertaining people through the art of dance and performance was something I lived for.