Dancing In the Dining Room

Editor's Note: This was originally published on my MySpace blog on June 23, 2006

Wednesday night I came home from work tired and stressed. I had stopped on my way home to pick up a few things, came home and ate dinner, then headed out to shop some more after. When I finally sat down at the computer to check my e-mails, etc., I logged into MySpace. If you've visited my page on MySpace you know that "At Last" by Etta James begins playing when the page opens up. I had the sound turned up so I could hear and was lost in my own thoughts when my husband walked out of the kitchen, took my hand and asked me to dance! I think I laughed and stood up so we could dance.

The kids were in the other room, watching a movie, but came out and peeked at us. They started laughing, and teased us a little but not in a malicious or nasty way. Mostly they stood watching with smiles on their faces. Ray and I danced in our dining room and it was one of the most loving, romantic moments I've ever experienced. When I think about it, it almost seems wrong that something as simple as a dance, in the dining room, to music from the computer with kids watching could be so meaningful, but it was. Simple moments, simple pleasures are ours for the taking. We just have to learn to recognize them. For my children, I think the knowledge that they are part of a solid relationship will give them a good foundation for their own relationships in the future.

I've never felt so important, valued or loved as I do right now. I thank God for helping me through rough times and bringing Ray to me and my family.