A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes...

Exhilaration filled my spirits with the first steps and I suddenly felt my soul enlightened within me. How could I have know that dancing was so full of life? I had danced solo before, that's nothing. But dancing with someone adds another tier of excitment. Slow dancing in high school does not even compare to the thrill of being held and moving in rythm with the other person. I can't quite put my finger on it. I truly understand now what Eliza DoLittle meant when she said she could have danced all night. How can you possibly dance all night? You can, and there was not a moment when I didn't want to dance.

Alas, I soon came to the realization that I had no special someone. My heart ached within me. I longed for someon to whisk me off my feet and lead me around the room in our perfect rythm. It was not to be. Not one guy in that room did I truly want to sweep across the room with. I danced with a brother and we had fun. We seemed to be doing well. I'm not quite sure what his impression was, but I know that he missed his girlfriend.

Altogether, God gently held my hand and told me that I was still to wait. My dance partner will come one day. The dance was still exciting and exhilarating the entire time. My girlfriends and I had all thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Perhaps one of us more than the others. ;)