Moving on - literally

This hits home! Music. I learned to dance around age 23. I went to Arthur Murray for a year, 5 days a week. I learned a lot. I still remember , a lot. At the place I worked we listened to old classics and rock and roll. Combine those two, and you really get an appreciation for the songs. You understand the rhythm, the beat, the timing, etc...

Looking back I realize how my wife didn't like those songs. She liked "Christian Music". And I would ask her, "How do you dance to that?" It's like opera, it doesn't have timing or rhythm to it? Then came, if your not paying for dance lessons, where do you go to dance? Well ...bars. My wife would not even consider setting foot in a bar.

We used to dance at our Christian singles group, every month. Hundreds of people would show up. We actually met at a New years eve dance. WE weren't single anymore. WE had moved to a different town. Dancing was put in the closet.

There's a new place across town that is having swing dancing, and lessons every sat. I went there tonight. I checked it out. There where people my age, and younger there. Some knew what they where doing, others had no clue, but they where trying.

Then comes the guilt. This costs $10.00 dollars. Is it even in me anymore? Do I have to wait till this F'ing divorce is over? Remembering the one or two times every ten years or so when my wife would say" I would love to go dancing" REALLY?  Even more crazy... imagine if I actually meet some women who desire me? Perish the thought......Or I come home happy?