Did you ever try to explain what a flash mob is to an 86 year old? Don't. But most of the rest of us know. It was a bucket list sort of thing for me so when my little town announced that they were having one I didn't care about anything but joining. First of all the girl in charge is new to her teen years so I was pretty impressed with the leadership qualities displayed. Next was the list of practice dates as well as the mandatory sessions. It was a commitment. It was also a great way to have guaranteed and oh-so-very-important Mom & Daughter time. Throw in a great excuse to dance more often and some calorie burning and well...let's just say...I wish we were already signed up for a new one.
So we went to practices and watched the videos online. This past and final week of rehearsals included two different nights for a total of almost four hours. Then the big day. We wore sweatshirts to cover our matching "I mobbed Main Street" shirts. We gathered at the spot and waited. Apparently many people knew it was about to happen and started to form a boundary of bystanders. But for every person that stood waiting with phone or camera in hand to catch the dance there was another asking if we knew what was going on. I replied, "Nope, no idea!". It was fun and different and pushed me way out of my comfort zone. It gave me time and an experience with which to bond with my daughter. It also brought out some good buddies to watch. After watching so many on You Tube it was nice to feel the event from the inside out. It also taught us both that a complete batch of strangers can come together with a mission. We all laughed and supported one another with prompts. There were high fives and hugs. One woman even said, "Have a nice life!". We don't know if our paths will ever cross again but for the rest of our lives if we should hear "I Love This Town" by Bon Jovi I'm sure we'll all think of the crazy little something that brought us all together.
Is there a video somewhere?
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