I am writing this in regards to the song"The Dance and how it has effected my family and my life, My father was a big fan of Garth Brooks which in turn means that our child hood was filled with his music, we never complained as a matter of fact we all loved his songs
On July 30th 2006 my father passed away suddenly, my baby sister was home with him when this occurred she was just a child, when she called me that afternoon and told me that she couldn't wake daddy I immediately jumped in my truck and rushed to my baby sister side, he had passed due to a heart attack in his sleep
during his funeral my fathers nephew stood in front of everyone and picked up a guitar and sung my fathers favorite song ... The Dance.
Years after his death this song haunted us, we loved hearing the song it meant so much to us but at the same time it was very painful, I guess you could say it was bitter sweet
as the years passed me and my older sister watched over our baby sister and watched her grow into a beautiful lady, she had a laugh and smile all the time everyone that met her loved her and we were so proud of her, she graduated high school and became a dental hygienist...