Cha Cha Cha

Matt and I have been taking dance lessons for a few months now. We are working on Foxtrot, Rumba, Swing, Triple Swing, and Cha Cha. Whenever I tell people that we take dance lessons, they always wonder how I coerced Matt into going with me. And they’re always shocked to find out that it was his suggestion!

Going to our dance classes brings out everything that I love about Matt. The fact that he enjoys dancing with me and holding me close brings out his romantic side. He gets shy about dancing in front of strangers at group classes – but he loves to show off our new moves to friends and family at other events.

We joke a lot in our private lessons (our instructor is a riot) and that brings out his wonderful sense of humor and shows off the dimples that I love show much. When he gets competitive and intense about getting something right I inwardly smile at his desire to do everything perfectly.

And sometimes when we are dancing, and we almost mess up but save it in the end, he gives me a little smile and a wink.

I love our dance classes for many reasons. It’s something fun to do together, and I genuinely love to dance. It’s a place where I am expected to try, try again, and never to be right the first time. And even though I may grumble occasionally about having to get up off the couch to go to a lesson, the classes are something I look forward to all week.

But my very favorite part of dancing is when we leave a class. As we walk out the door of the studio, holding hands and chatting about what we just learned, I always feel my heart melt for the guy who is my dance partner and so much more.


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