Where The Popsicles Are-152

She Danced

We all have dates in our lives that are etched in stone. Dates of events in our lives we can’t forget. For me, today is such a date, for it was on Wednesday, April, 9, 2008 that Joanie slipped away from me. I’ve thought a lot about that night on this day, and then remembered something I had written back in February.

During the process of writing this story, one late night I penned these words. I was thinking of Joanie that night, and, I’m not sure how these words came out of my brain, but today I read them again, and I find a meaning, I didn’t know was there when I wrote them.

She Danced.

She danced with death

All of those clouded years.

Never asking, never knowing


She danced, and when the music changed,

She never asked the orchestra for a different tune.

The longer she danced,

Her feet gave rhythm to the music of her soul


In the end she danced into the light

Never asking, never knowing



About Bob Kallberg

Retired reporter. Concentrating now on recounting Joanie's 12 year battle with cancer, a battle she waged with extreme courage, determination and an indomitable spirit, that, for me, serves as an example.
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3 Responses to Where The Popsicles Are-152

  1. Kristi says:

    Beautiful words, Bob.


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