Dance In The Kitchen
Sometimes you just have to dance in the kitchen.
I do this often.
And apparently it runs in the family.
According to legend (my mom’s stories) my maternal grandfather used to dance in the kitchen with a mop as a dance partner to Loretta Lynn songs. My paternal grandfather taught us how to polka before we knew how to walk.
Music has always been a big part of my life.
Music it good for the soul. It lifts me up when I am down.
I especially love to dance when I am in good spirits.
And lately I have reason to be in a good mood.
Dreams are becoming reality.
Great acts of kindness are abundant.
Things are coming together.
And I wanted to share my good spirit with my friends, my readers.
Now, let’s dance in the kitchen!