The great thing about slow dancing is that you can break a bone or pull a muscle. It’s easy. And romantic. Mike and I got married in 1984–you do the math. Yet, we still love to turn on the candles and slow dance to romantic songs.
Who is that man across the table? A question many 50-something-year-old
women, whose children have left the nest, find themselves asking. If they don’t
know the answer, the next few years can be very difficult and frightening. If
they, like me, do know the answer, they can be a joy. Mine is not a marriage I would normally…