While the reflection of the disco ball highlights Lo’s dancing silhouette, my computer screen provides a similar type of glow. As I write (and you read) our favorite blogger is dancing like Donna Summer in Vegas and once again I am thrilled to contribute to her ever-so-spunky blog.
What I find most spunky, and therefore fitting for this guest-post, is the sense of independence. Only in the past six months have I truly felt the many dimensions of independence and thus the authentic value of its definition. Independence is the ability and comfortability not only to call the shots, but to define them. When personal, financial, and life-changing tribulations are involuntarily presented there is a choice to be made. Do I take control of the wheel or do I allow myself to crash? Though this question may appear cliche, its metaphorical implication is powerful. Is it the same thing to prevent yourself from crashing than to steer the wheel? What makes you feel independent and how is that independence relevant to your life?