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The Gift Series – Our Dance (Thank you #4)

Author’s Note:

This is the 4th & final story in this series.

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. 

If you missed the earlier posts, please take a look back at  The Shoes and Life Deserves to be Lived, & No DNA Required





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


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.

 At our goodbye, you attempted a kiss….

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

you had the courage first…

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.