On this Saturday evening, I have some wishes for you:
May you always have a warm heart, even when it’s colder outside than the inside of your freezer.
May you have a good relationship with your family, because they will be your lifelong champions (they will also tell you when you have food in your teeth).
May you treat yourself with respect.
May you break a few things and either put them back together or let them rest.
May you laugh until you’re miserable in just the right way (stomach ache, tears, whatever you just drank coming out of your nose, etc.).
And finally, may you dance and dance and not feel the least bit self-concious about your body or your style. Your dancing is the best dancing.