The opening strains of “This Will Be” can be heard, and suddenly the room is empty, except for me and him. Floating across the dance floor, in the Empress Ballroom in Blackpool. Under the lights, with no other people, except for the flashes of colour in my peripheral vision, as the other dancers swirl around.
Brightly coloured motes of dust.
A feather boa, a sparkly rhinestone, a crisp black suit, a shiny patent shoe.
My everlasting love holds his head high, navigating us through the flow. He guides me through the steps we know so well. We trained for this, worked hard, practiced our steps, our hair, our make-up.
“You’ve brought a lot of sunshine into my life
You’ve filled me with happiness I never knew
You gave me more joy than I ever dreamed of
And no one, no one can take the place of you”
Part of what I like about dancing is the opportunity to work consistently on small things that make a big difference. For us, this has looked like hours of work on balance, choreography, and our frame. Feeling connected, pushing into the floor, stretching our stride.
Part of what I find so frustrating about dancing is that no matter how hard I try, there are some things that are really difficult to fix, after years of practicing wrong. The frame has been our long-term challenge, and I think we will still be working on it for years.
It’s okay though, because I’ll be dancing it with my everlasting love.
Day 30.
Writing song:
Everyday Adventures 