After losing my son to terror, I started dancing at 70 to learn how to live again

After losing her son Koby to a terrorist attack 25 years ago, the author found happiness to be a "foreign country." Following a doctor's advice to pursue enjoyable activities, she began taking Broadway Jazz dance classes at age 70. Initially, her goal was personal enjoyment and movement, not performance. However, she eventually agreed to perform with her amateur troupe at a Jerusalem retirement home. During the performance, she observed the audience smiling, clapping, and laughing, realizing the pleasure they derived. At the end, residents joined the dancers, creating a shared moment of joy and movement, transcending their differences.