Sunday, November 10, 2013

To Dance


Every third Saturday there was live music at The Manor Care Facility.

Once a dancer, Bette loved the music and the happiness it always brought her. Now confined to a wheelchair, she was limited to only listening to music.

Bette looked forward to the occasional times someone would grab her chair and whirl her around the floor. She would then close her eyes, able to remember the exhilaration of how it felt to dance.

Story: McGuffy Ann Morris
Image: Photobucket


Word Prompt: Dancing

28 comments:

  1. Oh, this was so tender and so touching!

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  2. Good story! I'm sure it has been true for more than one person who is no longer able to dance, but bears the memories of those movements in their mind. If we have made some good memories along the way, we will always have reasons to smile.

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    1. Some people dance, some sing, some write...we each need an outlet.

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  3. It happens more often than we think. A great short story.
    Hugs,
    JB

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  4. Everyone deserves to dance once in a while.

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  5. I loved that so much. Memories can be so real, can't they?

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  6. This is just plain good, McGuffy Ann. What sensitivity you have ... I love this!

    Andrea @ From The Sol

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    1. Thanks, Andrea. I try to write for others.

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  7. Years ago I worked with a man who was a quadriplegic. On occasion, we would go out after work and one of the girls we worked with would do this kind of dance with him. He could even make his chair do the "Moonwalk." (Yes, this was a few years back...)

    Nice story that brought back some memories!

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    1. I am happy that this spoke to you! Thank you!

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  8. I wonder what I wanne be when I get older........

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    1. Thanks for you. I appreciate your kind comments and your support. You are wonderful.

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  10. So real! I can see and feel it. It's what I would want if I were confined.
    Scott

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