Make An Entrance

I had an encounter with a glass door the other day. I'm blogging about it so it ended in blog worthy fashion. Smudged lipstick on glass, a brown nose print from my foundation, and a fat lip. I never realize how fast I'm moving until something stops me.

Once everyone all figured out I was mostly fine, and I stopped trying to clean the glass, the giggles set in. I cast a few accusatory looks at the door and made sure I hadn't broken my glasses. Then we got to work.

Mistakes and embarrassing moments happen. What we do about them determines the kind of mark they leave on our lives. My first dance teacher still says that no matter what happens on your stage smile and keep going like you meant to happen. It took my a while but once I developed that thousand watt smile on stage, even when I put the wrong foot forward, it spilled over into other parts of my life. So walking into that door? Yeah, I meant to do and I. Was. Fabulous.

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