I Hope You Dance

Twenty years ago, at my wedding, a dear soul sang me down the “aisle” at a park. She has a beautiful voice and was kind enough to gift me with her singing talent as my wedding present. The song I chose was “I Hope You Dance” by Lee Ann Womack and Sons of the Desert. I was not a big fan of Womack but the lyrics of the song resonated with me at the time.

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 beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith 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,
Livin' might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin',
Lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin',
Don't let some Hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to sellin' 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.
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along,
Tell me who wants to look back on their years
And wonder where those years have gone.)I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.Dance... I hope you dance.
I hope you dance... I hope you dance.
I hope you dance... I hope you dance.
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along,
Tell me who wants to look back on their years
And wonder where those years have gone.)

I have always dove deeply into words and their meaning because that was my way of searching for the truth when I was younger. It also helped that I did not know English to begin with which meant I looked deeper than most at what each word meant as I learned to speak, read and write in a foreign language.

The verse that particularly struck me for a wedding song was “Livin’ might mean takin’ chances, but they’re worth takin’, Lovin’ might be a mistake, but it’s worth makin'”. I felt like it reflected the hard work it took a couple to maintain a healthy relationship in a marriage. Now, I realize it was maybe my SELF encouraging me to keep trying to be happy regardless of my past.

I, like many survivors of child abuse, had plenty of opportunity to quit. I am sure people that lived more “normal” lives also felt the pull to just give up at one time or another. So, I am not sure what makes some of us keep ticking while others fall into the arms of perceived relief via suicide. Don’t get me wrong, I do not think suicide is a “sin”. I’m an atheist remember? Suicide like everything else is a decision.

While my ideas of romance, marriage, existence, and normalcy is not as romantic as they once were, I still do foster a sense of hope for myself and everyone who struggles with any number of things that inflict the human soul. However that “hope” has taken a different look for me.

Hope used to be that lifeline, that desperate plea, that last bit of strength to get you out of a jam. Now, hope is more like a conscientious effort for me. Hope is no longer something someone else gives me to survive. Hope is what I choose to keep in my heart because I feel I am worth working harder for.

So, yeah, I still hope you dance because I’m still dancing – albeit at a slower pace. LOL

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Published by bridgey1967

Loyal. Funny. Sensitive. Loving.

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