There was a time I made fun of the kids who were in the school musical…they weren’t part of the “cool crowd.” They stood out. Were different. Yet…I secretly longed to be on stage performing with them.
When my daughter entered High School I told her it was my one regret…and for the second year in a row I had the honour of sitting in the audience to admire yet another one of her accomplishments!
I’m still smiling.
The first time I put her in dance class she was so excited…pale blue leotard, pink tights, pink slippers…she danced and twirled…she was gonna be a star!
Until she got there.
There was a man playing bongos in the dance studio.. and she refused to enter the room. I tried for five weeks…and then gave up. The next year I brought her somewhere that didn’t have a bongo player…and she danced for 14 years non-stop. I’ve enjoyed every performance….every dance…every moment on stage (except “Seusical the Musical”….I hated that damn hat wearin’ cat).
She wasn’t the only one who danced and performed as Amy was her imaginary friend. We used to watch her perform every night after supper. We’d sit in the living room admiring as Amy spun and twirled…danced and sang…what beautiful form and such exquisite grace. My sweet “stwawbewwy bwond” angel would describe to me what I was witnessing and sometimes she’d dance along with her special friend. Mostly we sat there and watched an empty room…ooohing and aaahing at the beautiful non-existent performance.
Amy became such an ever-present part of our family, that for her birthday one year I made her a cake…three candles…same as my angel. Supper ended and the cake came out…my daughter was horrified! How could I put three candles on the cake? Amy was sixty two!
She was pretty damn graceful for a senior citizen…such poise and remarkable flexibility!
I’ve watched her through the years in a variety of plays and dance recitals (my kid…not imaginary Amy) and I’m constantly reminded of the kids who performed on stage when I was in High School. They’ve made a place for themselves in the world as surgeons, judges, successful actors and musicians…not ever realizing they weren’t the “cool crowd”…because they were…and they knew it.
The kids on stage and in the pit tonight have a lifetime ahead of them. They’re in the spotlight. So much to look forward to…so much to discover. Once again, I’m honoured to have the opportunity to sit back, watch and admire the show going on in front of me. I’m quite sure for many years to come…I’ll be smiling.