|The Black eyed peas (Photo credit: Wikipedia)|
We broke open that dance floor. Perhaps people saw how much fun we were having and felt jealous. Perhaps people saw my moves and realized that they could look really great in comparison. Who knows. We stayed on the floor for a couple more songs and sat when the country came on. Everyone else sat down too. We decided that we would have to make a commitment - we had to affirm the dj in playing non-country music (sorry sis). Whenever he played non-country we would get up and dance and give him positive reinforcement. It's been a long time since I was just goofy like that - just hanging out with my group and cutting loose. It was an extra rare treat that my group was my two brothers and my two sisters, a great memory.
I was in high school when my youngest sister was born. My youngest brother lived with my husband and I over his college breaks. The wide age span of my five siblings has meant that our relationships have taken very different shapes and hues over the years. There were times when I felt more like a mother figure than sister. In the present day, we are a very adult mix of work, relationships, debt, and health concerns and our decade and a half age span isn't all that significant. We all too easily put people we love into categories, defining and limiting them to a narrow template. Sometimes we take a template that's been put on us and resist acting beyond it's confines. Big sister or oldest in the family are templates that I've held. The great thing about the dance floor at the reception was that the five of us were just having fun. All the templates were set down and we were just enjoying each other. I've always liked the Black Eyed Peas and now I have a whole new reason to appreciate them.