As you danced last weekend, you couldn’t help but notice others watching you
Many feeling young again as they couldn’t help being infected by the energy being given off
One person in particular sticks out the most in your mind….
The lady bound to her chair
Her two older daughters had brought her along to join in the day’s celebration
The music began, her initial partner, that which most would see as holding her back, a rickety old wooden chair
You flash back to what the owners had recently disclosed to you; most of the chairs were donated, found on curbs or purchased at thrift stores
Indeed salvaged for a more noble purpose
How she danced about in that chair, it was difficult to tell who was having more fun
You glanced over at her again, flashing a most happy smile that instantly spread to your entire face
Meeting with yours, the pupils in her eyes danced about
She had been waiting and flashed back with that enormous toothy grin
The chair kept time with the woman and the wooden floor, completely content
But the woman had a very engaging active dance partner
A picture frame
How they would spin with that music
Moving gracefully; to and fro; side to side
Embracing each other a little more tightly on the slow songs
Only 2 nights before you had scrambled to put the finishing touches on those frames
All 25 of them
Personal touches, your daughter was all about them
And you were all about making sure they would come to life
Had it really only been one short month ago, when you had visited many of the second hand stores in the area collecting these picture frames in all shapes and sizes?
It was another last minute request
Could it be completed in time?
‘No’ was never an option
This was her day
At the time it had seemed rather silly, no one knew if there was to be any room on the tables for the frames
A placeholder to ensure the guests remembered where they had sat after going through the serving line
They had seemed quite irrelevant
Nonetheless, all had been spray painted
This particular one, first with ivory, then with black
Next sanded down to make sure the ivory showed through in just the right places, how your daughter loved worn things
A piece of black paper with ivory polka dots became the matting
But one final finishing touch had made this specific woman’s night one she would never forget
A piece of ivory paper, antiqued with large black elegant numbers
You ventured over to her table as the music stopped that evening, her eyes sparkling so bright and beautiful
As she appeared to tear up, a question was asked; just as if she were a little girl asking Santa for a present…”Do you think your daughter would you mind if I kept this one picture frame?”
You couldn’t help but return her smile at this simple request, certainly your daughter would not miss one picture frame from so many.
But your thoughts were quickly interrupted as you noticed the number inside of it….
Your mouth opened to begin asking the obvious question, but before words could be produced, she rambled on… “It was at a different table but my girls searched the tables for me to find it.”
“13 has always been my lucky number.” She gushed.
“Then you have to keep it. It’s been your dance partner the entire night….”
She beamed as she hugged the frame so tightly to her chest.
“I’m so glad you could be part of our night. I’m fairly certain the two of you didn’t miss a single dance.” You smiled as you began to hug both her and that magical frame.
“I’ll remember this night forever” She smiled, “and if you get to my town, make sure you stop over and say hi, I’d really love that.”
“Well then, it’s a date.”
“You’re welcome at our home any time and this picture frame will always be there to greet you!”
And now you reflect
On that number
And that frame
Something so small
Something so insignificant
Taking on new meaning on that night
It is indeed these little things in life that mean the most to people
Things like dancing all night with picture frame #13
Lord, I want to thank you for letting me be the legs for this woman as we danced that night
We were so far apart and yet we were indeed so close together….those arms holding up that frame so high in the air…..her eyes, filled with tears of joy and celebration
And I want to also thank you for lucky number 13