My dad smiles and puts his arm around my waist, slow dancing. "This is really weird." I chuckled. He shrugs, "Its normal, Ray." he smiles, twirling me.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go... — Dr. Seuss
