Tonight, I had the chance to dance with a handsome man whom I love very much. He is tall, and strong, proud, and kind. I have loved him for as long as I can remember and he has loved me since before I was born. Tonight, I had the chance to dance with my dad and it was the special moment of my day.
Although he would likely never consider himself to be, my dad is a very smooth dancer. One of my favorite memories from being a child is dancing with my dad. We would put a polka album on the stereo and he would teach me to polka dance while mom made dinner. He would swing me around the living room, counting 1-2-3, and my feet would never touch the ground. With him as my dance partner, I would feel graceful, beautiful and confident.
Tonight, I felt that way again as I enjoyed our dance together. My sisters have also had the opportunity to dance with dad, my brother has danced with my mom, and my parents have danced together. We've been dancing, visiting, sight seeing, relaxing, and laughing until tears stream from our eyes and our stomach muscles scream for mercy.
Before our dinner tonight at the "Wrinkle Ranch" party, the minister shared a prayer giving thanks for the blessing of being together. I am blessed to have this family that I can laugh with and dance with...very blessed.
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