Artform: Dance

Tonight, again, reminded me of how much I love dance.  What an artform.. really.  

Ever since I joined the Tall Flags and Dance Team in high school, I have wanted to be a dancer.  My favorite choreographer (then) was Paula Abdul.  On top of being phenomenal choreographer, she was a Lakers Girl as well.  And if you know me, that's a big deal!

Anyhow, I continue to watch any and all dance reality shows, competitions, movies, live shows every chance that I get.  I am truly inspired and I plan to make it a reality to dance once again.  I may not win Sytycd (So you think you can dance) or get any kind of exposure, but I know that I will feel content knowing that I made the effort to fulfill my dreams.

34 before 35

In no particular order...

1. Spiritually cleanse myself by going to confession.
2. Organize my clothes.
3. Eat more vegetables.
4. Get a massage.
5. Go to the spa.
6. Run (well maybe walk semi-fast) a 5k.
7. Plan a menu.
8. Give away a LOT of stuff.
9. Get a facial.
10. Plan a real vacation.
11. Date my husband.
12. Schedule chores.
13. Call and see my sweetest friends.
14. Dance again.
15. Scrapbook.
16. Start jumping more for photos.
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Inspired by my friend Susan Yee.

Happy Happy Birthday Kyan Xander!!

Three years ago, I gave birth to a bouncing baby boy. His eyes were wide open on the first day. He was so observant of all his surroundings.

Today, he is very much the same way. Our Kyan Xander blows us away with his observations. Funny boy, he is.

He still loves his cars, fast action movies like Cars and Speed Racer. He also loves desserts like his mommy! But he does love his beef like his daddy, when he actually eats something.. hehe.. he's a snacker.

Thank you God for this wonderful boy. We look forward to many, many years of FUN!

What Hurts the Most

We truly take for granted the many blessings we have. And it takes someone you know, one heroic life, to be lost to realize that we should cherish every single moment.

On Friday, March 27th, I got some very terrible news. My friend, Florence Bacong Choe, was killed in Afghanistan. I wrote a blog about her last April 2008. I am devastated. I continue to ask why and can't stop crying out about how unfair this is. I still cannot believe that she is not coming back. I am in disbelief.

When death hits you unexpectedly, especially one as tragic as this, it takes a great toll on your heart. She actually just returned back to Afghanistan. Two weeks prior, she was on vacation with her husband and daughter in Hawaii. She was also able to spend some time with her family and my sister, who is best friends with Florence. I had some children's books for theUnited Through Reading program she started out there. I also had a bunch of candy to give her to take back with her, but I was unable to get any of it to her. I feel bad that I didn't initially mail it to her or make the effort to give it to her sooner.

I know that I can't live on worrying about my regrets, but if only I made a better effort to give things to her, it would have made her stay there better. I think of her when I hear Rascal Flatts' What Hurts the Most. She only had 4 months left in her deployment.

My colleague said it best. You can't keep asking why because she has obviously touched the hearts that needed her the most. She has made her beautiful place in this world and in our lives. And although her passing was unfortunate, we need to remember to celebrate the life she led.