My "Angel" 15 years later

15 years ago today, Vicky went to a dance on Whidbey Island..... because she loved to dance.  I happened to go to the same dance because I was testing out my newly-constructed foot.

I got to the dance, and looked out onto the dance floor.  There was this woman dancing who simply sparkled with life.

So I quickly put on my dance shoes, and when the dance was over ran out onto the floor.

My first words to her, as her back was to me, was "Can I have a dance?"

Her response was "SURE!"  "What is it?"

My response was "A waltz."

(how many people can remember the first conversation with their spouse, 15 years later?)

The dance actually was a waltz.  Sarah McLaughlin's singing of the song she wrote "Angel."  (Thank you Sarah.)

So, 15 years to the day, we danced to Angel, with me playing the piano.  We even duplicated that first conversation.

AND Vicky wore the same clothes she wore that night.  Before we formally met, I didn’t know her name, so I called her my "pink sweater lady." 

She literally swept me off of my feet, and nothing has changed about that in our 15 years. 

Here is our dance today to Angel:

The only difference in our dance today from 15 years ago, is the loving kiss in the middle of the dance that I gave to my love.

Dancing is something like many other skills.  You have to use it or lose it.  We have danced practically every week for 15 years, all over this fine country of ours...often outside of our camper when we were camping in dispersed areas (i.e., on lonely roads, not in campgrounds....out all by ourselves).  

Dancing together to beautiful music is part of our life, part of our love, part of us.

15 years ago we met.  It seems so long ago, and, at the same time, only yesterday.

We are taking the whole day to celebrate.  Actually, we will celebrate every day for the rest of our lives.