Last dance

Ben loved to dance.  The first night I met him, he was going down to Mexico to dance.  A few weeks later I was in Mexico with him sweating it out on the dance floor until the early morning hours.  Neither of us were very skilled but it was fun.  We had some great times on the dance floor over the years but I have to confess as I got older I was less inclined to stay out past midnight.  Ben never slept and so on occasion I think I disappointed him when I said that I was done for the evening.  We went to Aruba together before he left for Afghanistan.  One night there was a huge crowd at a bar on the beach and the music was playing.  We joined in and had a great time.  On the way home, Ben thanked me for staying out late and dancing with him.  I was taken aback when he said this to me at the time and I think about it often now that he is gone.  It touched me so deeply that after so many years together he still spoke the words that acknowledged his appreciation for me and of our time together.  I will forever cherish him, our life together and continue to dance with him in my heart and memories.