Unless you count the eye-roll inducing faux breakdancing I do every once in a while just to embarrass my children, I am not what you would call "a dancer." I am more of a head-bobbing, groove-to-the-beat, Breakin' wannabe kind of guy. Over the past 20 years, my wife and I have taken a few dance classes and attended a few soirées and it is always fun. We don't go and dance enough. It's not really a regret; just a fact of our life.
But we do dance in some ways every day. We parent.
Of all the metaphors out there about life, the most powerful one for me has always been, "It's a dance." Whether it is work, family, faith or parenting, the nuances of dancing shine through in many ways.
Yes, sweetie, yes they are.
Ah, parenthood... I think this is one of those "allow ourselves to be lead" moments in the dance.
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