I had two sisters, and we would love to get dressed up and pretend that we were chic, sophisticated ladies. And I think that was a great sort of preparation, in a way.

I learned to love dance for its own sake.

But what was my motivation was music, and the fact that I love to move around. I'm always moving around.

But what was my motivation was music, and the fact that I love to move around. I'm always moving around.

Was that part of faith, the willingness to step into the unknown and simply believe that God would be there with us? Would I be called on to do that for Mila? Or for Anna? Would I be able to take that step into thin air and believe that God will be with me no matter what?

I used to love to play dress-up, where you get your mother's or your grandmother's dresses and high heels.