When Your Granddaughter Asks You To Dance

I had a wonderful moment yesterday…it was the perfect circumstance… when my granddaughter said, "Hey PopPop…how'd you like to dance? " I hesitated but she persisted…"It's easy…you will see we pick a song and you follow the moves from the video on TV." I've never been known for my rhythm…but I kind of remembered the song so I put my inhibitions aside and tried to dance along. My arms began to flail…I had the rhythm of a stone… I tried to dance to the music but my feet had a mind of their own. Eventually I didn't care if I was nimble or light as a feather. What was more important than the dance…was that we were dancing together. And for a moment, just a moment…in my mind we were the perfect pair… She was a young Ginger Rogers…and I was Fred Astaire. An hour later my legs were sore, …I hadn't danced like that since I was ten… But I know for certain if she asked me tomorrow…I‘d dance with her again. Grandparents if you want to make a memory…I suggest you take a chance to trip the light fantastic…when your granddaughter asks you to dance.