“I see them dancing somewhere in the moonlight”. Those are the words that sparked an interesting talk with hubby and me the other night. Funny, after over 48 years, how in a moment’s notice love and romance show up and lets you know they’re always there.
That’s what happened to us and it was lovely when we found ourselves dancing in each other’s arms.
Hubby had just finished a book by Pete Hamill, called “Snow in August”, and was telling me how, in the end, the rabbi finally got to dance with his late wife in the moonlight. It reminded me of a song I’ve always loved. So, we dug through the CD’s and found it.
As we danced, I felt my heart fill with love and could imagine the same for the 2 lovers John Denver wrote about dancing in the moonlight on the frozen Alaskan tundra.
Back in 2008, I wrote a whole week of posts for Valentine’s. One post was called “A Song For All Lovers” and included this song. He wrote it in tribute to wilderness pioneers 93-year old Mardy Murie and her late husband, their love for each other and Alaska.
I realized that night how tender and endearing love is no matter what age. You can’t purchase it or force it but is something to be longed for and cherished. I’m blessed to have my lover still with me, after so many years, and hope to hold our love close to my heart for many years to come like Mardy.
Now, in our golden years, as our lives rush along at a faster pace, the moments become more precious. They’ll warm my heart and I’ll remember when we danced, not in the moonlight and frozen tundra, but at home in the Rocky Mountains in our living room.
Hold your loved ones close and remember the moments you have together.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Pat from the ol’ kitchen table