I was nervous as we got ready to dance at Gancha’s for the first time. Latisha and I dressed in our traditional black and silver dannza outfits. I wanted us to look our best and give the Viddhana audience the best presentation of ourselves.
“They will love our dancing,” Latisha said in the waiting room of Gancha’s. “The Lavanny dancers have incorporated elements of Guanamamma dancing into their routines. The audience knows the music. All we have to do is dance the way we always do.”
I grabbed my wife’s hands and kissed them gently. “You are correct, my love. I just have this nervous energy. I hope the audience loves our dancing. I need them to. It seems that the thing I love the most besides you is being taken away. That cannot happen, my love. It just can’t.”
Latisha smiled. “It will n
