Backstory: We haven't been able to locate our wedding video which we usually watch every anniversary (March), so my mom gave us her copy. It's not a professional thing -- Dayna's father-in-law took it and made copies -- but was an incredibly joyous day. Every marriage should start with a day like we had!! So, Saturday morning, I popped the video in and watched it just 'cause.
I'm telling ya, it was The Weebles Get Married!!
Mike and I waddled around the dias during the ceremony, my uncle and I didn't fit down the aisle side-by-side, and the first dance... 
...we couldn't get our arms around each other so we held hands, nuzzled bellies and swayed to the music.
Mike has danced with me only once since that night almost 9 1/2 years ago-- ok, actually twice: the very next October at a friend's wedding under much duress, and not long ago in our own garden room when I was trying to show him some West Coast Swing moves I learned in college. It's not that he doesn't like to dance; it's a confidence/public scrutiny thing (which we all understand). I, however, LOVE to dance -- I almost can't help myself.
So, back to the reunion. MIKE DANCED WITH ME!!!
Not only did Mike dance with me to song after song for almost half an hour, we got to slow dance once. And not just any slow dance.
I had gone to powder my nose, and when I re-entered the ballroom, "our song," the one we had danced to at our wedding was playing. "Every Time I Close My Eyes" by Babyface and Kenny G.
It was classic. Across the room, our eyes locked. Without saying, motioning or otherwise outwardly communicating anything, we made beelines for the dance floor from opposite sides of the room. Mike and I wrapped our arms all the way around each other and I laid my head on his shoulder. It was the most intimately romantic public moment we've shared in a long, long time -- a second shot at our first dance.
--Diana
How nice that you were both able to share an NSV.
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