Between June and July, our family celebrates three wedding anniversaries and two birthdays. These are such joyous occasions, and a time to reflect that truly, life is like a dance.
To begin, many hands are joined in a happy circle for the mystery of birth. The music can vary with cultures, but its traditions are always rooted deep in time and memory as families dance together to give thanks for a new life.
Then come the growing up years, a time of exploration and change, a time for meeting challenges—and each other. The swing is always in motion, the young dancers stamping and whirling to a pulse-pounding beat.
Draw close, swing away,
Move to the beat of young hearts
And age-old rhythms.
Later, the music changes and becomes the rumba, the courtship dance. Sensuous and silky, slow and fast, loving and yearning, the rumba weaves between and around young lovers, drawing them closer or pushing them apart.
Then comes the Argentine tango, tempestuous and complex. The first years of married life mean adjustment to each other and then to parenthood. Sometimes there is a misguided kick that leaves a partner limping. Sometimes there is a forgotten step. Swift and slow, in and about weave the dancers.
From there to the quickstep as children and responsibilities grow. Young parents are in five places at once; they juggle responsibilities and jobs and school events, teacher’s conferences and income tax returns. And, yes, once in a while they step on each other’s feet… but the dance goes on.
Middle age brings the fox trot, slightly slower but intricate still. Partners whirl through years of discovering new pleasures, new parts of the world—and each other again as the children become adults and find their own paths and families.
At last, then, the waltz that can be as swift as a Viennese… or sweet and slow to Country time. The strains of a waltz are sometimes nostalgic, sometimes sweet, othertimes bittersweet. It doesn’t matter. The dancers are familiar with each other’s steps, now. They recognize the beat of the music and intuit each other’s moves. They can circle the floor with smooth steps and with confidence.
Life is a dance in which we all begin and close in a circle. We move to music that is as old as time. Our steps and patterns have been used by all people everywhere—but they are always as unique as we are, ourselves.