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Created on: May 06, 2009 Last Updated: December 26, 2009
One Perfect Dance
Throughout my life I have had a love/hate relationship with dancing. As a teen, dancing was an integral part of my social world. There was a teen dance every Saturday night, where those who could dance would show off and win contests and those of us that were not so talented danced anyway but hoped no one was paying too much attention to our clumsy moves. It wasn't that I was such a terrible dancer; I just wasn't a great dancer like my sister, who could just see a move and automatically imitate it. It would take me a long time to figure out a certain step or move; I could see how it was supposed to look, but my body couldn't process it right away. However, once I got it down, I was nearly as good as anybody. To actually learn, I had to practice, and I used to do this in front of the sliding glass doors that separated our living room from our family room, using them for a big mirror. My sister would smirk in amusement over my awkward attempts to look as smooth and accomplished on the dance floor as she did, in the smug knowledge that it would never happen. Never the less, I would eventually get it figured out enough not to embarrass myself the next week at the teen dance.
Nowadays, people watch Dancing With the Stars on TV, and while dancing has evolved and become so much more sophisticated than it was in my days of enviously watching Where the Action Is on TV, the admiration for well coordinated, fluid dancers, totally in step in step with each other, has always fascinated me. On some level, I am sure that most women would love to just once in their life, have that golden moment where they gracefully and sensually move in perfect time with their perfect dance partner as others look on in awe. This dream is evident in the current popularity of engaged couples taking dance lessons so that they can have that one perfect moment in time where all eyes are upon them as they glide across the floor in perfect synchronized unity; the couple that everyone wants to be, the epitome of romance and all things beautiful. This perfect dance moment will be captured on film to be relived by themselves and viewed by their children on into eternity.
I never had that beautiful wedding dance with my husband, as we were married in a Reno Nevada wedding chapel. However, we have shared some wonderful, spectacularly romantic moments in our many years together, including our moment as the dancers of envy.
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