I. Am. Scared.
So much goes into these things. So many man hours of practicing, rehearsing, preparing and obsessing. And usually the last rehearsals are the most frightening and leave all those involved feeling inadequate and cramming like a college student at the last minute for their finals.
Costumes to be sewn. Dance steps to learn. Outfits to shop for. Another Christmas tree to decorate. Stage to be set. Programs to be made. Lighting & media to plan out. Breathe. Pant-pant! Inhale. Exhale!
But somehow, almost magically, it all seems to fall into place on the big day.
Nerves will be raw, throats may be scratchy, costumes might be rustling, children will be giddy. But it will be exciting, it will be beautiful, it will be poignant and then it will be over all too soon.
I. Can't. Wait!
1 comment:
Yep. Every time. Every year. You swear to yourself it will be different next year... But... YOU LIE!!!
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