I’m a…Different Kind of Dance Mom


In 2007 I had the opportunity to meet Mia Michaels, a well-accomplished choreographer whose art I highly admired. She signed a shirt for me and wrote “Dance Forever.” Even though the Sharpie writing has faded over time, I still wear it. Once I stopped pursuing dance, I felt like I had broken the cardinal rule she set for me. I had stopped; I wasn’t dancing forever.

But that’s definitely not true. I haven’t stopped dancing and I never will. 

I don’t dance like I used to, but I still dance. 

But last night I danced my son to sleep to the tunes of Lone Bellow and Regina Spektor.
This morning I bounced around my kitchen with my daughter and giggled back and forth about our silly moves.
And this Sunday night I’m going to cue music in my church’s kid’s ministry and lead the toddlers in a rousing game of Dancing Simon Says.

I don’t dance like I used to, but I still dance. 

This blog post features a photo from National Dance Day Orlando, which my sweet friend Holly Harris has initiated for the city of Orlando. In 2015, over 600 of dancers attended free classes by dozens of local choreographers and dance institutions. It’s truly and honor to have had a front row seat watching my friend bring such a beautiful and collaborative event to her city.

This article originally appeared at AndreaWolloff.com.

***Feature photo: Dance Moms on Twitter

Andrea Wolloff
Andrea Wolloff
Andrea Wolloff is a writer, pastor’s wife, and mom of two from Tampa, FL. She writes about issues relevant to women, like leading with femininity, balancing life, and motherhood. In short, where you find women and Christianity intersect, you’ll find her there cheering, arguing, and taking notes. She writes at andreawolloff.com and you can follow her on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram (@awolloff).

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