Fleeing to Florida
Just got back from Florida – a time to visit with mom and dad and see how they are doing. The news from Florida is mixed. Yes- it is luscious warm there with tropical palms, warm winds and dreamy seas. There are also a disproportionate number of seniors there, so watch your driving and think ahead. Seems as if everyone goes to dinner at 4 pm and falls asleep in front of the TV at 10.
I had the most wonderful moment with my dad. He took me to his YMCA and we took an exercise/dance class called Zumba. I got to shadow his moves (Dad is quite a dancer even at 80!) and see how the others learned to dance to the Latin rhythm. The teacher was a fireball of movement! Dad was having such fun, an ear to ear smile on his face as he mimiced the teacher.
When the music switched to cha-cha, he turned around and held my hands and we did a few fancy steps together. At once I was 12 again and dancing with my dad. A precious gift I never expected.
