New Orleans: So Mom Can Dance

Royal Sonesta Hotel Lobby

New Orleans

Christmas 2010

Ever since I ran down the hall each Saturday morning,

after watching  American Bandstand,

to lock myself in my bedroom

to practice all of the latest dance moves

in front of the mirror,

I have loved to dance.

In fact,

I still do.


There is just one problem.


The opportunities to do so

are almost non-existent

in my day to day world

(other than wedding receptions-

where the guests should be a little lower profile).

So traditionally, when schedules permit,

we go to New Orleans after Christmas,


’so mom can dance'.


 

This morning as I write this,

while drinking my Louisiana Community Club coffee,

(which may be a truth serum!),

I want to say thank you-


*to my husband -

who has never tethered my needs or interests,

who gets it that Motown runs in my veins,

and

who has always been a willing partner,

in dance

and most of my other adventures,

*to my daughters-

 

*who don’t roll their eyes

*who have Motown running through their veins

and are

the best

dancers

I’ve ever seen.