My mother has been wonderful with all of the wedding planning.  She's really done an incredible job with putting together a wedding for over 150 people.  I've voiced my opinions about what matters to us, but for the most part she's had free rein.  One of the few things Todd and I cared about was putting some effort into our first dance.  I really wanted us to actually dance.  So, how does one make this happen?  Since I had previously taken salsa lessons and along the way learned the basics of some of the other latin dances,  I arranged for us to take some private lessons at the Portsmouth Ballroom http://portsmouthballroomdancestudio.com/  

We brought our final choices for first dance music with us to our first lesson.  As it turns out, my favorite works out to be a nice Rhumba.  Todd decided he would prefer to have some prearranged choreography to just winging it as a free from Rhumba.  Luis quickly began putting together a simple routine.  Once you learn even one form of dance solidly, it becomes much easier to learn others.  I can know put together a sequence fairly readily.  Todd has done a fabulous job of learning; he has far more musical talent than me; but he still gets frustrated by my being a few steps ahead.  Part of this may be the dyslexia, in that quick pattern learning is harder for him.  I can look at a dressage test on my way to the show and be ready to ride it later that morning.

Last night was our second lesson.  All of the elements are there.  Now Todd and I just need to polish them at home.  Our final compromise was on who is leading whom.  Contrary to standard method of ballroom dancing,  I'm actually subtly backleading this production.  I just view it as part of the compromise involved in a solid relationship, sometimes you have to decide whose going to lead the way in a certain sphere of your partnership.  So, who would have thought that dancing together could be so reflective of the rest of life?