Are you a sentimental sap like me?
For Father’s Day, I made a list of 49 things I love about my dad. You can read it here, if you like.
#47 was kind of hard for me to write because I’ve been carrying around the “you didn’t dance with your dad” regret on my shoulder like an invisible library book bag ever since.
Man, after 17 years, that got heavy.
On many occassions, I’ve contemplated crawling back into my wedding dress and asking my dad for that dance, but when it came to actually asking, it seemed a bit silly.
Recently I found out that my friend has been carrying around the same missed dance regrets, only hers is worse because her dad, Merle, passed away 10 years ago…
Because of that, and in honor of her and her dad, I finally got up the nerve to ask my dad for that father/ daughter wedding dance.
He was shocked, we both got a little teary, and then, mom put on some music.
I wasn’t in a fancy gown, and the 30 guests who attended our mountain-side wedding didn’t see it, but it was genuine.
Honestly, in a way I’m kind of glad that dance didn’t happen 17 years ago because I’m certain if it had, we wouldn’t have done the do-over dance in my parent’s living room 2 days ago.
I just have to tell you, it was the BEST DANCE EVER!
Little Bit and my mom were dancing, too. And, after we finished, mom and dad looked into each other’s eyes and moved about the room.
The last time I saw them dance was at a friend’s wedding years ago, so there are no words to describe what it was like seeing that again.
Life’s gifts piled up that day and I was finally able to set that book bag of regret down. Oh, and that belated wedding dance with my dad?
It will go down in my family history books as the greatest father/ daughter wedding dance ever, also known as “The Merle”.