My mom loved to dance. She would grab me often for a polka or waltz. I sometimes went along willingly, but often than not, I made some sort of negative comment. I loved to dance but it was, well, odd to dance with my MOTHER!
In the past few years, I've regretted the times when I said "no". Mostly because my mom is gone but more so because I realized how much she loved to dance and she just wanted a partner. Recently at the Fine Arts Festival that I was in charge of here at AIS, David and I got up in front of the group and did the ONE dance we can do really well... a "Swing" dance. We practiced and practiced this one and we generally would "perform" it when we chaperoned prom at PRHS. Believe it or not, there was an opportunity for us to "perform" it here when we had a local swing band playing for the students.
That evening, Anna ACTUALLY asked me to teach her the dance. We had a good time and she immediately taught her good friend Jake how to "do the moves".
Momma would be proud!