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ROUTES OF HOPE



                                                                                                                                           A conversation between brother and sister, by Anneclaire Nelson.




                                                                                                                                          One of the great gifts of my life are the relationships I’ve   college studying theater and I moved to Los Angeles to
                                                                                                                                          been able to create.                            start my dance career. When he finished graduate school,
                                                                                                                                                                                          however, he moved to L.A., and from then on we’ve
                                                                                                                                          I’ve been fortunate to travel in lots of different circles. I   been inseparable.
                                                                                                                                          grew up in South Carolina, and when I was 19 years old
                                                                                                                                          I moved to Los Angeles. From there, I landed in New   He’s always been there for me when I needed him.
                                                                                                                                          York City, where I eventually joined the Tracy Ander-  When he moved to NYC, I followed shortly after. I slept
                                                                                                                                          son family. This journey has led me to Las Vegas, the   on his couch, he helped me get jobs, and he helped me
                                                                                                                                          Hamptons, and now South Flor-                                     move many times. (In New York
                                                                                                                                          ida, where I’ve been traveling                                     City. Yeah, I still owe him for
                                                                                                                                          between Miami and Palm Beach                                       that!) The common thread has
                                                                                                                                          and lots of places in between.                                     been our ability to laugh and
                                                                                                                                          I’ve had the pleasure of meeting                                   preserve our family unit as we
                                                                                                                                          people from all over the world                                     both forged our own paths in
                                                                                                                                          and from many different walks                                      NYC.
                                                                                                                                          of life. The more people I meet,
                                                                                                                                          the more I realize how special                                     I’ve always tried to be there for
                                                                                                                                          we all are. Everyone has a story.                                  him, too, whether it’s through
                                                                                                                                          Everyone has a journey. Every-                                     movement, or picking out shoes,
                                                                                                                                          one has an experience that can                                     or just as an ear to listen when
                                                                                                                                          inspire us in some way.                                            he needed one. Davey is not
                                                                                                                                                                                                             only my brother, he’s my best
                                                                                                                                          Whether in person or video, one                                    friend. He’s also someone I look
                                                                                                                                          of the great joys of my life is to                                 up to artistically. Because no
                                                                                                                                          connect with people through                                        matter what obstacle is placed in
                                                                                                                                          movement. Of all my relation-                                      his way, he’s always pursued his
                                                                                                                                          ships, the ones I cherish the                                      love of writing and performing.
                                                                                                                                          most are with my three siblings.                                   That has always given me hope.
                                                                                                                                          My siblings are my best friends.
                                                                                                                                          My youngest sister, Rachel, was                                    So in 2017, when I got the call
                                                                                                                                          my roommate for five years                                         that Davey had been diagnosed
                                                                                                                                          in Brooklyn. My other sister,                                      with stage 4 colon cancer, it was
                                                                                                                                          Valerie, makes me laugh harder                                     a shock to my world. I felt like I
                                                                                                                                          than anyone in the world, and                                      couldn’t make sense of life. It’s
                                                                                                                                          is the best mom to my precious                                     been one of the hardest things
                                                                                                                                          nephew Patrick. And then there                                    I’ve experienced, watching him
                                                                                                                                          is my brother, David. Davey to the people who know   go through treatments without any way to help him.
                                                                                                                                          him best. He is the oldest and the only boy.    Over the past three years he has had more than 30
                                                                                                                                                                                          rounds of chemotherapy, four rounds of radiation, and
                                                                                                                                          Davey and I have always had a special relationship. As   is currently on a Phase 2 clinical trial at the Winship
                                                                                                                                          the two older siblings, we called ourselves “the First Fam-  Cancer Institute at Emory University in Atlanta.
                                                                                                                                          ily.” Our adventures started right away. When I was 9
                                                                                                                                          weeks old, and Davey was almost 4, our family moved to   During this time, we’ve grown even closer. It’s been
                                                                                                                                          Saudi Arabia. We traveled the world as young children,   inspiring to watch him face this disease with bravery
                                                                                                                                          and were exposed to the arts at a young age. We were   and humor. And art. Davey is a writer, and he has kept
                                                                                                                                          musical-theater kids, and as we got older we each chose a   a blog over the past three years of living life in the face
                                                                                                                                          focus. Davey went with theater, I went with dance.  of cancer. He has turned this blog into his newest solo
                                                                                                                                                                                          show, Stages, and now he has turned it into a book. A
                                                                                                                                          We drifted apart, as young adults often do. He was in   book called Hope in the Time of Chemo.



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