For those that know me well know that my love for dancing is profound. I started dancing when I was 3 years old. I danced up through high school on the dance/kick squad. So watching the dancers come out and dance their hearts out evoked such a great emotion. The first dance struck such deep emotions that tears trickled from my eyes. With each tear that dropped, the emotion I felt in the pit of my stomach grew stronger and stronger. Thoughts of high school dancing days ran through my head as I watched. Memories of the bright stadium lights and loud screaming fans, thoughts of tons of hairspray and makeup, leotards, spandex, Keds…my memories were endless. The show was absolutely amazing. I loved every second of the dancing. The Flamenco dancer was spectacular. Although I was probably in the minority that thought that. I watch any type of dancing performance with a sharp eye. I spot any little mistake or late move. The Riverdance team was flawless. I think it’s a must see! A once in a life time experience 🙂
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