My mom loved to dance. She said that my dad was such an expert partner
and they danced to real orchestras, with Glenn Miller, Tommy Dorsey, and Guy
Lombardo. I took dance lessons when I was young. Tap, latin american and
ballroom. By the time that I was in my late teens, my father had stopped going
to any event. So I remember a wedding of a family friend. Of course, I didn't
want to dance with my mom. That was embarrassing. But I could see her tapping
her toe, and dying to dance. So I sucked it up, and we went out on the floor
and did a cha-cha and a waltz. The floor cleared. She followed my lead
perfectly. And we got such a round of applause. And for the first time, I saw a
shining 18 year old girl, excited and proud. I never regretted that.
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