Gratitude Day 3.



I love music.

Country, R&B, Pop, Rock, Classical, you name it.

Music moves me.

I can picture my life as a slide show and I know each song that would perfectly represent each time period.

I also LOVE to dance.

There is something about dancing that is joyous and liberating.

I'm pretty sure my husband fell in love with me during a performance of CopaCabana at a local karaoke bar {and trust me, it wasn't the singing}.

You should see the boy and me rock out to John Cougar Mellancamp's "Hurt So Good" or Lady GaGa's "Just Dance." I hope those jam sessions in the car are something he always remembers.

I am so grateful for the music the stirs my soul and the rhythm that moves my body.

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