Plod step sway

From M:

One of our goals in this ALS journey is to find more joy, happiness and hope than gloom, loss and sadness - every day.  So far we've accomplished the goal easily. I've always found joy in leaves and babies and cotton candy and bugs and regular stuff.  With my friends and family, including my two cosmically precious grandchildren, my life is bursting with happiness.  Knowing I'm a partner in the Duke ALS Clinic gives me hope.

One of my every day goals forever has been to learn something new every day. Thank you Google for making this easy.  I've recently amended that goal to learning something new about me every day. That's not so easy.  One of the first things I learned is I am way too concerned about how I look to other people.  All of this seriousness brings me to the subject of dance.

Bill is a good dancer. Catron and Phoebe are really good dancers. I am not a good dancer. I am uncoordinated. This I already knew about myself. I have never enjoyed dancing because I knew everyone was watching and thinking how unfortunate my display of bumps and twirls and jazz hands were. Well, I am over that!  Bill and I dance everyday now. That is joy and happiness. I'm even more uncoordinated now and I am fabulous!

Last night Bill was walking down the hall when I said "Let's dance".  He of course stopped what he was doing, turned around and danced with me. We were doing the slow barely post-pubescent middle school plod foot sway, dancing to the music in Bill's head. Suddenly he stopped dancing and whispered in my ear "I have to pee so bad I may wet your pants".  I laughed so hard I just about did it for him.

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