Dancing Queens

Whenever I heard this song, I thought of you. It's what I hoped for you, what I prayed for you, what I so wanted for you. It feels so empty now, as if my Pollyanna dreams for you discounted how deep your pain was rooted. I know you didn't lose many of these things while you fought the battle. I just wanted them to help you heal. Naive, once again. Now the song reminds me of all the joys in life I've experienced and guilt shadows the glaring reality that you never will. 

But now, in your honor, and to my great chagrin if anyone were ever to see me, I dance for a few minutes ever night with wild abandon to whatever oldie is playing at the moment. It's ironic how many of the songs, no matter the time of night, have a message that seems to come from you to me or from me to you.  I'll take it...

 The Hitchhike   Age 16  LVHS Yearbook 1968   

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give fate a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance 

                                                 Music and Lyrics by Mark D. Sanders/Tia Sillers

Wherever you are, my little ballerina, I hope you're dancing...