When I go to weddings, I love to see the bride dance with her father. It is always such a tender moment, they are both usually very emotional, and you can always see the love between the two of them. I like to think that the conversation between them goes something like this:
Father: You know I love you, right?
Daughter: Yes, Daddy, I do. I love you too.
Father: I'm going to miss you so much. I can't believe it's time to let you go.
Daughter: I'm scared, and I don't want to be a part from you for too long.
Father: You have to go live your life now. Remember what you've been taught, and be kind to each other.
Daughter: What if I make mistakes?
Father: You will, but life is about learning and growing from those mistakes. Hopefully we have taught you well enough how to handle things when life gets frightening and sad.
Daughter: I can't imagine facing scary things without you.
Father: I'm never too far away.
Daughter: I am so excited to start my new life, but I am so sad to leave you.
Father: That is part of life, but know that I am so proud of you for making such wonderful decisions.
Daughter: You have always believed in me, even when I didn't believe in myself.
Father: You're my little girl. I always knew how special you were, and I always will.
Daughter: I love you so much Daddy. I think I'm ready to start my new life now. I think I'll be okay. I just need to know you'll always be there when I need you.
Father: I will ALWAYS be there for you.
Daughter: I am so happy to have you in my life. Thank you for guiding me and loving me. Thank you for always being there for me.
Father: I wouldn't have had it any other way. Now, go live your new life, but please don't forget me.
Daughter: I won't, Daddy. I promise.
I like to think of that tender moment between a father and his daughter from time to time. I also like to think that I had my own moment like this before I came to Earth. I like to think that my Heavenly Father gave me one last dance before I left Him. I also like to think that we had a very similar conversation. I like to think that He held me close and didn't want to let me go, but knew He had to so that I could have a mortal experience. I like to think, that He cried tears of joy AND sadness at my departure, and worried about my welfare. I like to think, He had me twirl as we said goodbye.
Sometimes, I pretend I'm dancing with Him again, and He is holding me close and comforting me. He is reminding me that life is hard, but that it will all be okay, that we will see each other again. In these moments of tenderness that I share with my Heavenly Father, I feel so close to Him. I feel somewhat the love He feels for me, and how much He wants to see me again.
Sometimes, when I really need to feel Him close to me, I will picture my dance with Him while I pray. I will whisper my sorrows, my joys and my pains, and He whispers back to me that it will all work out in the end. He comforts me and loves me. I know this to be true.
Everyone has his/her own way of looking at things like this, but as for me, I feel closer to Him when we dance.