The show, they say, must go on. But for many of you—especially for the members of the class of 2020 and your families and fans—it hasn’t.
We see your instruments parked in corners, your concert black dresses and tuxes hanging in the closet, your tap shoes silent for the moment, your highlighted scripts unopened.
That solo you finally won, that coveted role you finally landed, that tricky step you finally mastered, that impossible note you finally hit...
We can understand how all these might feel stuck inside you. And we, the literal and symbolic members of an audience that would have filled a now-empty auditorium, are so sorry. Our hearts break for you.
And yet our hearts also hope for you. They hope, because we know your life show will go on.
It may go on on a different stage, but somewhere, somehow, you will make an entrance. You will sing your songs and play your notes and dance your dances and deliver your lines. You will take a bow, a curtain will close, and your audience will rise to its feet and applaud.
And when we cry, "Encore! Encore!" you will reach down and play, sing, speak, and dance the strength, grace, perseverance, and determination you are tuning right this minute. You will give that encore to us. And more importantly, you will give it to yourself.
This one nailed it in so many ways. Covered it all for these seniors, not just the "we will get through this together. No, some things our seniors have to get through themselves....but we will be there to yell loudly...Encore, Encore.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mama! I was just thinking of how hard it would have been if our Lydia hadn't been able to go to State Solo & Ensemble and round out her perfect 10 of "1s"!
DeleteI was thinking while reading this about if it had happened for Lydia's senior year, too. And your mom has such sweet words, too! <3
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