I vowed that if I survived this cancer war I would use my life, skills, and talents to encourage the masses. I wasn’t expected to live but I surprised everyone including myself and thrived!
My name is Noelle Rose Andressen. It’s strange how saying your name after enduring a tragedy can sound different to you; it’s almost as if your name encompasses your character and growth. You see, in 2005 I was at a cancer clinic lying in a bed battling breast cancer. The disease took away all I had and all I was. I was a dancer and the very instrument that I used to communicate was destroyed by an enemy within me. I vowed that if I survived this cancer war I would use my life, skills, and talents to encourage the masses. I wasn’t expected to live but I surprised everyone including myself and thrived!
In January of 2006, my family and I left the cancer clinic, broken body, broken heart, and nothing to our names except a few personal things. We had sold our gorgeous 4 bedroom ranch style home in Vegas to pay for my treatment in hopes to save my life. It did save my life, but we had nowhere to go. “Now What?!” we wondered. We started over and moved to Los Angeles. Coincidentally, we found a place near a community college in a valley. With nothing to lose since I’d lost it all, I went back to my beginning: Ballet. I already had my BFA in Fine Arts, I had a career, so it was challenging to swallow my pride and go back to this beginning. There I found a beautiful stranger who helped me heal my body and gave me an opportunity to perform again. I hadn’t forgotten my vow I made on my sick bed. I knew I had to use what I had gone through for good and to help others overcome.
This beautiful stranger, my ballet teacher, gave me another opportunity to choreograph a new dance: “RED RIBBONS”. I was compelled to share the story of what I endured as a child: I was sexually abused by my grandfather. I also had a sense that perhaps my teacher may have suffered something similar; once you suffer something such as this you can see symptoms in others but I couldn’t possibly just ask her. That compelling feeling I had then turned into compassion, I knew I had to share with her because I wanted her to break free from it as I had.
After successfully performing this dance, I realized that I had reached many hearts who suffered something similar to me. Several women approached me and thanked me for saying in dance what they couldn’t say with words. I realized that I was no longer just dancing for the applause as I had prior to cancer; I was dancing to help others with how I overcame my tragedies and turned them into triumphs.
From there I formed my business and Dance Company: Rubans Rouges Dance. This company performs various real life stories of how I overcame cancer, sexual child abuse, losing everything, being alone, body image issues, and other important and sometimes controversial topics that our world faces. I was empowering women, guiding children through our outreaches, and encouraging the broken hearted, and uplifting the downtrodden. Due to all that I had overcome, I earned my new name: Dance Warrior and now I show others how they can be one too.
Y Not Take A Moment And Tell Us How This Impacted You: If this story has impacted you in any way, we would love you to leave a comment below. It only takes a second, but leaves a lasting impact on us.
Thankyou. YMag Team