When Yair and I were dating, he promised me that – within three years – he would become such a good dancer that he would put Johnny from Dirty Dancing to shame. This was quite the promise and it thrilled me as I loved the idea of having a boyfriend or husband who was a rockin’ dancer – not to mention that Patrick Swayze was darn sexy in the movie.
Alas, the promise wasn’t to be and Yair and I developed our separate interests:
Dance (Ayo)
Reading (Yair)
Volunteering (Ayo)
Weight-Lifting (Yair)
Jewish Community Involvement (Ayo)
Astronomy (Yair)
And so forth.
Our shared interests were surprisingly limited and I adjusted my perspective to something like: I don’t need Yair to be a dancer. I just need him to be supportive of my dancing.
…Until two months ago when Yair and I totally threw ourselves into the acroyoga community. While it started out as “my thing”, he’s become totally smitten and is picking up the moves faster than I am.
Yair basing Ayo in downtown Austin
It’s still true that we don’t need to do the same things to have a strong relationship. Nevertheless, it’s romantic, refreshing and at times exhilarating to have this shared interest and passionate hobby.
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What a gorgeous picture! This is truly adorable.
Thank you, Tamar! :-)