Dancing

I don't care how old you are, a man that can dance is a hot commodity. I love dancing although I am not a great dancer. I dance at a Legion where the crowd tends to be a little older and there is a man there 25+ years my senior that can twirl me around the dance floor like a tornado. He is the hit of the place. If I could get a way with it without the other women there clawing my eyes out, I would dance with that man all night. If I passed him on a street I don't know that I would consider him sexy but on that dance floor...yep, he is.

Last night I was out in downtown for a friend's birthday. In the course of the evening, we ended up at a bar with a DJ spinning tunes perfect for dancing. Another friend of ours in the party gleefully dragged me out on the dance floor as soon as we had drinks in hand, and we commenced to moving. As we were dancing, I looked around and was surprised at how many couples were there who were in the same age bracket as my wife and I, or even a bit older, who were dancing together, moving together, and just generally enjoying being out together and in each others' company.

One of my first thoughts was, "it's a good thing the wife isn't here, she'd absolutely hate this," followed by, "and she'd be bitching about how we're too old to be doing this and how the other couples our age are all obviously trying too hard to relive their glory days."

Then it hit me- aside from our own wedding and maybe one more because everybody else around us was doing it, I don't think she's ever really willingly danced with me. Ever. Twice in couples counseling this past week, our therapist brought up dancing as things we can do together on date nights, and while I was enthusiastic in that response, the wife ignored that it had even been mentioned. But again, that's not the first time.

I've done a bit of dancing in my past, but I'm far from an expert, and I'm ok with that. I love music, I love moving, and I really love moving to music.

And I really, really love moving to the music with a partner. Let's feel the rhythm together. Let's feel each others bodies moving closer. Let's make some sparks. Let's get some chemistry going.

Apparently my wife doesn't feel the same way about any of that though.

...that's how I've been trying to figure out how to word it. Thank you. And yes, you're right. 

Speaking of passion for life, on a happier note. Last night after church I went out to eat alone, (for varies reasons) I sat down with a couple that I have met at church a few times. Before our conversation launched into a big rant about my marriage, we talked about dancing. I mentioned my year of training, favorite steps,being the young guy with a bunch of older ladies,etc...they asked if I have ever been dancing at the civic center? would me and my wife like to go? I tried to say politely, "I don't think my wife would do that' but I would! (that lead into the whole divorce discussion, turns out they have both been divorced before) they gladly want me to go along with them next time,with a group of friends,and will invite me.

One and two, three and four, rock step! One ,two,three, cha cha, one two, three. Forward, side together, back, side together!

So you're a swinger but your H isn't?
Wait... that didn't sound right.
There is a group of kids who practice swing dancing in Central Park. 
They are fun to watch.
I  tried to grab the Frigidaire and just start dancing off to the side, but she wasn't having it.
I ended up "dancing" with my friend.
At least our wives smiled about it.