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Chapter 9

The New Move

After Bill and Nancy’s wedding, I moved out and found a new apartment to live in just around the corner. I stopped going out at night and continued growth in my career. At the end of long days, I would go home, shower, and go to sleep. I always was so fatigued. I worked so much that my girlfriends finally said, “You’re coming out for a drink with us, Dawnmarie. You need a little dancing to boost you up.” I needed to get back to my roots. I needed to remind myself how to be silly and have fun. Life isn’t all about work! I decided to go out with them this one night, and we went to a new hotel in town, the Sheraton Hotel. They had a small nightclub, so off we went, with our hoops in our ears, our hair flawless, and that look in our eyes that resembled the passion of Aphrodite.

When we arrived, we strolled to the bar and ordered some drinks. With music blaring in our ears, all my friends were picked off one by one. Each man coming up more handsome than the last, asking for a hand to dance with, but not me. I thought, Okay, Dawnmarie, you have hit rock bottom. How could I be looking so regal and elegant and no man had swooped me off my feet? Maybe it was the liquor in me, but I was feeling myself.

Little did I know, on the other side of the club, there was a very hot, sexy young man. Little to my knowledge at that time, he was holding off all his friends from approaching me. So my fun levels were drowning, and I told my girlfriends I was going home. Talk about feeling unattractive and unwanted at the age of twenty-one! Wow! I thought to myself. I said, “At least I still have a job that loves me!” I loved working and being confident. My job made me come alive daily being able to work with new and potently extravagant people. I learned to look at life as a fresh start every day, no matter how I was feeling.