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October 9th, 2011

I Love to Dance!

Dance = Joy, Freedom, Friends

Dance = Joy, Freedom, Friends

I have always loved to dance… all my life. I love dance for what it brings into my life… joy, fitness, creative expression, and outlet for emotions, both good and bad, and freedom too. Dance is an important part of my life and my relationships as well.

As a child, I took dancing lessons… a bit of a late bloomer; didn’t start till I was in the 6th grade. I took jazz, ballet, tap and acrobatic lessons. Another girl my age was in all the classes with me and we got selected to appear on a local TV show, Skipper Sam that aired cartoons and showcased local “talent”. We did an acrobatic routine to a Herb Alpert chacha. The best part was all the candy we got as a reward from the show!

As I grew up, I danced whenever I got the opportunity, though the weekly lessons stopped. I went to tons of dances while in college and even took up disco with my first (to be) husband. We continued to dance throughout our marriage, taking both disco and line dance lessons.

When my children were very small, I fell into Jacki Sorenson’s aerobic dancing. It was pretty new at the time and a big craze. This was in the early to mid-80s when Jane Fonda was such an exercise maven. I loved the dancing during those classes… and it was fitness-oriented too, which was great.

Then I went through a bit of a dry spell after divorcing. I may have danced with my daughters in our house, but that was about it until the mid to late 90s when we went a few times to a new country place that taught line dancing, which I found intriguing, but never really pursued. But in 1998, I met my second husband and he was a country dancing addict. A match made in heaven! For 5 years, we danced together 3 or 4 nights a week… line dancing, two-step, country shuffle… even a bit of swing. We had a great time, but then we moved out west where you might think country dancing would flourish since it is the home of much country western music.

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