Dance Like theres no Tomorrow!


When I was in my late twenties, and a young mother, I had to live with my parents for a couple of months while I waited for the army to accommodate me. My husband was in the Falkland Islands and I had a young daughter. I was resentful at losing my independence and wasn’t the best house guest!

One day, when my dad was out playing golf, I heard music in the living room. It wasn’t the type of music mum, who was almost 70, usually listened to. I opened the door quietly and peeped in to see what was going on. What I saw took my breath away and put a huge smile on my face.

My mum was jumping around the living room, swiveling her hips, shaking her arms and dancing as though her life depended on it. She had her back to me and never saw me watching her. Closing the door quietly I want to my little bedroom at the back of the house and left her to dance.

When I’m feeling down I remember that moment. My mum died over ten years ago, and I’m in my early sixties, but I’m going to live life like there’s no tomorrow and dance as long as I can.



Dance like there’s no tomorrow!

I was in my mid twenties and a young wife. My husband was in the British Army and we lived in Dorset, far away from my parents, who lived in North Yorkshire. We always travelled home for Christmas, which made my mum extremely happy, but I didn’t realize how happy….until I saw her dance. It was Christmas day, and she was in the kitchen preparing the Christmas Feast. The radio was on and she didn’t hear me open the door. I’ll never ever forget the look of sheer happiness on her face as she danced to a tune I can’t remember. She twirled around the small kitchen, rocking to the beat of the song that played on the radio.

As I think about it now, it makes me emotional. My mum was 65 at the time, but danced like a teenager. She was embarrassed when she saw me watching, but it’s a site I will never forget. I miss you mum.

I wish I had a photo to share, but all I have are memories.