Slow Dancing Alone

One thing I really can't seem to address is what to do when I have the urge to slow dance. It comes over me at the strangest times. Usually, I am alone, like now. I'll be listening to music, trying to get some things done , paperwork etc. I'll have my music on. I can't always avoid listening to my romantic stuff. I can't always listen to my "up" stuff. Sometimes, you just want soft and quiet. Alot of that happens to be romantic in my collection. Slow dancing stuff. Lou was such a great dancer. The last time we slow danced was in our kitchen on new years eve, 2005. I had some great Frank Sinatra blasting away and he up and took me for a spin (well, not EXACTLY a spin, but close enough). My mom was nearby watching. She said it really made her happy to watch us. It didn't last too long, he wasn't all that strong at that point. I kind of knew in my heart that we might not slow dance again. We didn't. Now I close my eyes and try to bring that moment back. I try to feel his arms around me, and to smell his cologne. It's very hard to slow dance alone. It really doesn't work at all. The cats don't work either. Soon, I get over it. I change the tune and move on. There's always another tune to play. Not another Lou though. Never another Lou.