This is the 4th & final story in this series.
If you missed the earlier posts, please take a look back at The Shoes and Life Deserves to be Lived, & No DNA Required
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I will start out by being brutally honest…..It’s not easy
to be married to me. I admit that and own it. At times, I act truly spoiled. I
still pout when I get upset and I bet, if I tried, I could throw an
Earth-shattering temper tantrum. Even
though at my age, I would probably pull something and need medical attention. My
husband claims that there are other admiring aspects of my personality that
overshadow my only child tendencies. Who am I to argue?
When I met the man, I now call my husband, I was on the
verge of being on my own again. I had just left an abusive relationship and had
a child. Needless to say, he had no idea what he was stepping into.
Fortunately, he has never ran away and for that I am forever grateful. He has always accepted my life, my past and has
stood proudly by my side. Here is our story and how a single dance can lead you to the love of your life.
Our Dance
Others circled,
But all I saw was you.
Looking at me with
Curiosity.
I gladly let you lead.
Stepping swiftly….
Two leaves testing the breeze.
You had a plan.
And tempted me with your smile.
The touch of your hand.
A tender plea,
To dance another.
I followed you afterwards,
Your group merging with mine.
My hand still in yours, we didn’t care of the time.
But all I gave was my
cheek.
I didn’t think I’d hear
from you
Because of this.
Time passed and we grew.
Dancing around with
“I LIKE you” and “I want you, too.”
Neither knowing the right time.
Both afraid of nothing in return.
Until one day,
Dancing as we do
to whisper,
“I love you.”
Leading me through laughter
And a softness I had never known.
Drawing me closer.
Tender moments of grace given.
We have been steadily increasing momentum
Since that New
Year’s Day.
The gentle placement of your hand
On the small of my back
Filled an empty spot in my heart
That I never realized I lacked.
Confidence and strength
Shown with each step.
Keeping up with the tempo
Of life is easy to do,
When I am with
you.
Our dance has led us through 16 years.
Some painfully fast but most comfortably slow.
The way we still move as one
Gliding through our day to day.
Holding hands,
Always equal.
For you taught me to be
Confident and strong.
I am always amazed
This journey began
With only a simple song.
A dance is what brought me to you.
A simple melody, a casual glance,
Helped build our life.
Without your heart,
I would have never learned to truly dance.
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As I planned the Gift Series, I had written numerous
stories about people that have, in one way or another, made me a better person.
Having to choose which stories I posted
was difficult, but I hope to share others with you soon. This experience had
been eye-opening and a great experience. Thank you for allowing me to share
these with you.
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