Look Up: Finding Inspiration on the Dance Floor

I shuffled down the hallway toward the living room as the setting sun cast an amber glow across the hardwood floor. The honey-colored light revealed cat hair, scratches from the unprotected legs of a chair pushed into the room, and a few ladybugs still hanging around after warm weather earlier in the week.

As I took inventory of the floor, feeling the weight of winter, shorter days, and the state of the world, a thought popped into my head.

“Look up, Cheryl! Life is up!”

I smiled at the familiar...