My dad and mom were married back in the 1940's. It was a time when dancing was a popular pastime for many people, my parents included. Not only did they dance, but both of them really enjoyed it. I can remember on holidays when we would all be gathered together, one of us would make a request asking them to please dance for us. They never hesitated. The music was turned on, and they would proceed to jitterbug to the enjoyment of us all. I wish that we would have had a movie camera, because it would certainly be fun to watch all over again.
What brings this all to mind, is a song that my youngest daughter has been listening to recently. It is "Cinderella" by Steven Curtis Chapman. The story line is basically that of a little girl wanting her daddy to dance with her at different phases of her life as she grows up. Her daddy never refuses because he knows that she will grow up all too soon. I was blessed with a daddy who used to dance with me. I can remember feeling absolutely delighted when he would hold my hands and let me stand on his shoes as he danced around the room. This happened many times, and whenever I would ask him, he never refused. I am very thankful to have such vivid memories of dancing with him. So if any of you have a little girl, talk her daddy into dancing with her. It will be a wonderful memory maker.
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How sweet! I can just picture you and Grandad dancing around together. It is interesting how when we look back on our childhood it is usually the little things that are the most vivid and special!
I loved this post Monica! I have LOTS of memories of doing the very same thing with my Dad! Dancing on his shoes too. I'm going to have to make sure that Eric does the same with Darby :o)
xoxo
Annie
I love hearing about memories. Ones of daddies are especially touching. I still call my dad "Daddy." Unfortunately I don't have him still. What a great post!
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