I'm a lot like my mom in a lot of ways. For example, we both love to dance! I don't mean dance in the way it is often seen today: ballet, hip hop, jazz, etc. I mean we share a love for partner dancing, folk dancing, charleston, and so on. She taught me many different kinds of folk dance. In fact, she may have even taught you some folk dance through the years. She often taught at elementary schools and would sometimes practice the dances with me at home to refresh her memory. For a long time, I wanted to go to BYU just so I could join the folk dance team. I wish there were a folk dance team up here!
She also taught me to hula. Not that I was ever any good, but I did have fun trying. She taught me to waltz and would often waltz around the house with me. When I was really little I remember turning on music and the two of us would dance around the house. (I think she probably cleaned as she danced, knowing her.)
Today as I learned the charleston in my Big Band Swing dance class, I couldn't help but think of the woman who had taught me to charleston. How she had gotten out Grandma Fisher's flapper dress so I could charleston in it and feel like a real flapper girl from the 20's. I so wish that I could go home on weekends and show her everything I've learned. That we could, once again, dance around the house to a style of music that we both love. I miss those special moments and the love that we shared for each other and for dance!
