I am a Dancer


I dance.  All.  the.  time.  This is definitely another innate trait that God designed.  I cannot hold still.  Especially when it comes to music, and any kind of music.  And when I don’t hear music, I make music with my feet and hands.  I dance anyway.  It is almost like I don’t have a choice, so why not roll with it.

Luckily, I grew up around dance.  I remember learning to dance the polka with Grandma in her living room.  I remember dance lessons as a child.  I remember the first boy/girl dance (I was totally annoyed at the swaying.)  I remember my mom and dad going to dances every Sunday night to waltz and such.  All of those experiences gave me permission to let loose and dance.

Are you a dancer?  Do you feel music?


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