Life Moves

I am not trained in ballet or ballroom. I don’t know how to promenade or how to get on point. I adapt my novice steps to accomodate the uneven floor below me. I change the choreography and make deletions from my dance card. I lead. I follow. I lead. I follow. My children determine my routine. I look at them and my heart starts to Samba as my toes instantly tap. I want to be a good partner. One that they can count on. I watch and mimic their moves. I feel their rhythm and encourage them to development a dance of their own. A dance that I am eager to learn.