Why?

Why do I never post? Why?
The better question may possibly be, why do I bother with a blog? I hardly update frequently and when I do update I'm sure there is a maximum of say...two...people who end up reading.
However, that isn't the point.
The point is, I have perfectly logical reasons for not posting more. It's like this: I have plenty to write besides this blog. Having a writing job (yay for earning money!) pretty much means that in spare writing time I feel obligated to do that. Add in school assignments, and all the novels and short stories that are trying so hard to burst out of my brain (or fingers), and that equals hardly writing on this blog.
However, since this blog is about dance in relation to my life I thought I'd add the newest update.
On the way home from school yesterday I was in a car crash. I was lucky that I didn't get hurt worse than I did, but got whiplash which will prevent me from dancing for the next while.
Last night while I was lying in bed trying to sleep I thought "why me?" and "this isn't fair". But when I think about it more, I am just glad to know that I was really blessed.
There were four people in my truck when we got hit, and luckily nobody got badly injured. My family knows the family of the boy who crashed into me, which made it a really sad experience.
I remember getting out of the car feeling so angry. My neck was screaming in pain and I couldn't believe what had just happened. My anger lessened immediately when I realized how badly damaged the other car was. I felt so guilty later when the guy came up to me with tears running down his face and told me how sorry he was.
You know what? It's called a car accident for a reason. No one was happy it happened, and we were all incredibly lucky. And I learned that I shouldn't be angry. People make mistakes. I hope that as I use this time to recover from my back and neck injuries, I can also spend time and look around and see how blessed I am.
I have felt such an outpouring of love and concern just in the past day since the accident. It's now been 26 hours and 10 minutes. And I hope that through the rest of these hours and days I will continue to count my blessings and look for the joy in life.