The first year my daughter and I attended was 5 months after my divorce from her mother. My daughter took that pretty hard (and as expected was pretty sad.) I took her to get hair and nails done and she wasn’t all that excited. We got dressed and got to the dance and she was still not very excited. Once we got inside, all the volunteers helped to make it special and she started to smile. By the end of that night she was having the time of her life. She gave me a big hug that night before bed and told me how much she appreciated me taking her. This dance reminded her that daddy loves her regardless of what has happened and that I’ll always be there for her. I can’t her Knight dance enough for the memories, and for helping to strengthen our relationship.
The most memorable part of the dance is so awkward. But, they give you time to tell your daughter how you feel about them. This time is precious, and they soak it up. I have told my daughters throughout their life how much I love them, but being on a dance floor and having that one-on-one time, and then telling them how you feel drives a deeper bond.