Sons of the Shepherd

  Nine Ladies Dancing Joy Without Guilt       I have never been much of a dancer.  O' there are plenty of people that comment when I dance and I can assure you that it's memorable, but not in the best way.  No one will use the phrase "good" along with the word dancer to describe me.  Maybe the word unique or different.  Dancing wasn't something that Tiff enjoyed. I would silly dance in the house, but I always wanted to slow dance with my love.  It seemed romantic and sweet.  Dancing is a picture of joy, celebration, freedom, and movement.   And for someone who is grieving, that image can feel almost offensive or like it goes against the grain of their intense emotions.  It feels contradictory or like a betrayal.   How can there be dancing when your heart feels heavy?   How can joy exist when someone you love is missing?   How can Christmas be celebrated when it doesn’t look the way it used t...