Dance With Me
I met you right as I was ending a 23-year-long dancing career.
Childhood recitals became regional dance competitions.
Leading dance camps transitioned to teaching adult dance and fitness classes.
Dance teams and company memberships nudged me to earn a degree in kinesthesiology and movement.
I remember being sad that you wouldn't get to know this part of me, the dancer I have always identified as.
And then you surprised me.
Because as it turns out...you never shy away from the dance floor.
Yesterday was our seventh wedding anniversary.
We’ve been together for eleven years.
When the right song comes on, our eye contact becomes a sly smile from across the room.
And we still can't help ourselves from dancing.
Soft Pastel; 11” x 14”
I met you right as I was ending a 23-year-long dancing career.
Childhood recitals became regional dance competitions.
Leading dance camps transitioned to teaching adult dance and fitness classes.
Dance teams and company memberships nudged me to earn a degree in kinesthesiology and movement.
I remember being sad that you wouldn't get to know this part of me, the dancer I have always identified as.
And then you surprised me.
Because as it turns out...you never shy away from the dance floor.
Yesterday was our seventh wedding anniversary.
We’ve been together for eleven years.
When the right song comes on, our eye contact becomes a sly smile from across the room.
And we still can't help ourselves from dancing.
Soft Pastel; 11” x 14”
I met you right as I was ending a 23-year-long dancing career.
Childhood recitals became regional dance competitions.
Leading dance camps transitioned to teaching adult dance and fitness classes.
Dance teams and company memberships nudged me to earn a degree in kinesthesiology and movement.
I remember being sad that you wouldn't get to know this part of me, the dancer I have always identified as.
And then you surprised me.
Because as it turns out...you never shy away from the dance floor.
Yesterday was our seventh wedding anniversary.
We’ve been together for eleven years.
When the right song comes on, our eye contact becomes a sly smile from across the room.
And we still can't help ourselves from dancing.
Soft Pastel; 11” x 14”