When I was in New York I heard this phrase often.

Out of sight, out of mind.

It was believed that if you take away every trace of something or someone they would forget about it.

When really something that is truly meaning or had an impact good or bad, it stays with you regardless.

You may not speak of it or have physical proof it existed but you remember how it made you feel.

Dancing was one of those things, I never forgot how liberating it was until I was back in the studio.

For example my brother Anthony gave me a hair adornment with a pink feather attached but one day I went to school and it started to come apart. Later during school I tried to fix it but my teacher took it away. She then put it in the treasure box to be bought by any student who earned points.

I didn’t make it to the box before another student got my hair adornment.

So really has it been out of sight out of mind all these years?

-Jennie Nawrocki