Kate, I Hope You Dance

Kate Gosselin, I Hope You Dance! You and Toni Dovolni ROCK!

Kate-Promo picture for DWTS

Enough. This media Hate-Kate stuff bores me. Who made them god to judge? 

“Might as well, can’t dance,” our mantra in the Bible Belt where I grew up. Then my son married a Czech-American girl. The mantra in their town, “Polka ‘til you drop!” Two weeks before my daughter-in-law’s brother married, I took my first polka lesson, hoping to “polka ‘til I dropped.”

Two weeks later, I held on so tight, I nearly tore the arm off the only gentleman who asked me to dance. But I was hooked. A move to the mountains of North Carolina where ballroom dance is king And queen changed my life. Soon I was dancing three to five nights a week and feeling ecstatic.

“Center of gravity,” “frame light,” “little steps…little steps” “head high, boobs up” “suede soles,” “glitzy gowns,” Wow! No one, no one can know what is required of ballroom dancing until–they dance ballroom. It looks so glamorous. It is so much work! Yet, the best aerobic and psychic booster.

Ballroom dancing takes old women from sick beds of depression to life again. Ballroom dancing lets young men and women feel like stars, and older men and women feel young again.

How many of us get to dance like we were born to it? Mastering it takes months, years of discipline and commitment. Kate did well. To come from a novice in this amount of time?…Of course, she looked uncomfortable. She was. Only a very special coach waltzed her past the first night on Dancing With the Stars. They both have my greatest respect.

Toni Dovolni, you are the best. Kate, I hope you keep dancing…dance with your kids…Bon Voyage.

From BJ to Kate and Toni.