I have to give my girlfriend credit.
She tried to do something to connect with me.
She knows dance is my thing, although I don’t think she fully understands that ballet is my thing, but I do have an appreciation for other dance forms.
We tried a beginning tango class tonight. Ballroom is not really my thing, but I do know some of the basics to the tango. She’d never danced before.
She lasted all of about 10 minutes. She freaked a little bit when we had to change partners (not something I was prepared for, either).
She was overwhelmed. The grand dance experience was over.
She was apologetic the rest of the date. I kept telling her she needn’t be.
It made me feel special she wanted to do something to connect with my dance world. She didn’t have to.
She’s a Southern girl, and a bit country.
We’re a little bit of a role-reversal.
She’s been known to hunt and fish.
Me, I dance.
We have fun together. It doesn’t bother me at all that she doesn’t dance and doesn’t fully understand.
Ballet is my love when it comes to dance, and I’ve done hip-hop, modern and jazz. And while it would have been cool to have a ballroom partner, ballroom is a little further down on my list.
A slow dance would be cool in private, and I’ve promised her I would teach her some steps.
It doesn’t bother me that she doesn’t dance, or quite get it at all.
I like her just the way she is.