Not long after R passed away; a friend’s son got married. It was a small wedding, and many of my friends were there. During the reception, the college kids were dancing and having a blast. My friends got me out to dance with them. We had so much fun, and for a brief bit of time, I forgot the reality of my life.
Since that time, I have been to many weddings. My kids are at the age where all of their friends are getting married. I am happy to say that I have danced like no one is watching at every wedding. My friend whose son was married after R passed away has been diagnosed with Alzheimer Disease. I often remember her dancing at her sons wedding and having a blast. It has become a metaphor for me and my life. Dance!! No matter what happens in her life, she and others will know that she danced her heart out that that wedding. I plan to really kick up my heals when M and C get married some day. I plan to kick up my heals every day of my life. I’m alive! I’m alive! I’m alive! My life is a privilege that others have been denied. Why would I waste it??
This past weekend, I was at another wedding. You can bet I was out there dancing with Dr. T and am lucky that my daughter and her friends will let me dance with them!! Life is too short to sit on the sidelines and not dance!! I hope you (and I) always dance.
|The Greatest of Friends|
|Always laughter when we are together!|
|Friends for Life|
|My date and dance partner!|
|Mother of the Bride|