Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than about creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.
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Here’s a perfect moment from my week. I hope you’ll share yours, too.
Dang. I just had a dance-oriented perfect moment last week, and now I have another one this week. Oh, well. When you gotta dance, you gotta dance. There are worse things to have in abundance.
My Dad’s birthday was this weekend. He loves ABBA. Loud ABBA. He’s always had maximum-strength sound systems in his home and cars so he can listen to music he loves full force. Love that about him.
For his birthday, we (Tami and family, Mom and Dad, Tessa and I) attended the Mamma Mia! singalong in the glorious Chautauqua pavilion. We saw the movie on the big screen (with song subtitles) and were also encouraged to, well, sing along.
Certain songs made the audience get up and dance. Well, most of them, actually. But one song — Dancing Queen — propelled a flood of moms and daughters to the stage, despite the protests of one poor stage manager, who in the dark must have been wondering if the building’s liability policy had been paid.
So picture me leading Tessa to the stage, joining two hundred other exuberant revelers to sing, no matter how talented, and wave our arms, indulging our inner Agnethas.
Elated, free and perfect.
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