Monday, May 31, 2010
Watching my daughters dance
So yesterday we were hanging by the pool; Elisabet, Sophie, Jordi and moi, and Elisabet put on some music. Both Sophie and Elisabet started dancing. I loved watching them move! There is something about watching young (and quite attractive) folks move to music that I so enjoy. Maybe it was the day; sunny, not a cloud in sight, hot and being around a cool pool, which made the moment poignant. Yes I did use that word, poignant; keen or strong in mental appeal: a subject of poignant interest, affecting or moving the emotions, because that's how I felt watching them. It's not easy for me to stop thinking about what I 'need' to be doing or what I 'should' be doing. But for that brief moment I was just aware of them and their physical beauty and of their carefree attitudes and I loved it. Kind of sappy but it really was a great DAILURE.