1 Year Ago...

Isn't it weird how time goes by so fast?

1 year ago today was the worst day of my life. Drill was the only thing keeping me through high school. I dreaded going every day but knew how it was worth it only because of drill. It was my senior year and I was vice president.

We were doing kick on pointe which was a huge rumor in the drill world, I couldn't wait to show off this incredible routine because I was so proud of it and myself for the hard work. 3 Days before our first invitational of the year I had noticed how much my foot hurt. As soon as I put on my pointe shoe and warmed up my feet, my right foot was bulging out of my pointe shoe. I remember we did pointe a uncountable amount of times that day, Jan always kept it to a minimum for our safety. My foot was so so bad and I could barely walk, but at the same time was trying to do kicks on full pointe. I went upstairs and decided to run my solo once, knowing it was going to hurt anyways. I got half way through when I heard my foot crack and I just fell. I knew my foot was broken and I knew I was done. I couldn't admit it to myself.

I drove myself home bawling the whole entire way, I couldn't understand why this had happened to me. As soon as I got home I entered complete denial, I thought my foot was fine (blue and the size of a football) I convinced myself there was no need for a doctor but my mom was home and told me it needed to be checked out without a question. I got x-rays and with a matter of 5 minutes the doctor came in. Dr. Richard's has helped me be able to dance through all of my knee problems, he helped me get ready for my senior year of dancing after my surgery. Dr. Richard's came into the room and almost started to cry. All he said was "It's Broken" I rolled over on the bed and just closed my eyes wishing I could wake up. There is no way this could happen to me, why why why? How, I was fine a week ago, the day before I was doing things with no pain why? That is the only thing I could think of.

The next morning we reset everything at drill. The worst part was waking up in the morning thinking everything was a nightmare. nope. I was at for the whole season. The year I had been waiting for, the most amazing routines, costumes, and choreography was taken from me. I cried for months every single day, even after state. It still hurts me today thinking about it and brings tears to my eyes. I know I will always think what if and why which is why I wanted to write a blog about this. I want to revisit the past so I know that things like this will happen only to make me a stronger and better person. I wish that it could have never happened and that I could have just been healthy but it's life. No one gets everything they want.