my dance

i started listening to this song yesterday during my freeway drive. as i listened i created a mental video of snippets of my life. a five year old dancing with my mom during Lawrence Welk on a sunday evening... a child at cotillion, tennis lessons, catholic school, church. these where the times i learned manners, playing fair, winning and losing with equal grace and that prayer is a source of strengh, not a crutch...a young lady dancing on her wedding day, an adult caring for my mom as she slowly succumbed to cancer, a woman praying in church, a mom doing the mommy dance in my pjs while my son ate breakfast in the kitchen ...all memories of moments when i learned my life lessons.

now i'm raising my son and showing him the dance of life, in which he will take the steps i've taught him and make them his own as he becomes a man. well, i mean as he turns 3 and a half....