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Like the little girl I wrote about not so long ago, last night I was the one dancing. And fittingly, considering the pattern of my joys this past year, it was an unexpected blessing that brought the joy. What are the chances of a last minute discovery that a favorite band is performing in the neighborhood where you are attending a training session . . . and that you are given a stack of free tickets for you and your friends? I am not sure what the chances are, but I am quite sure that it was a providential gift for a restriction-weary soul. So unrestricted, and unabashed, I danced.