DAY 1: Today, we started stripping the lights from the pipes to restore the grid to what it was five weeks ago. Luckily, we had carpenter boys (skinny young and ambitious things) to climb to the grid to throw weight.
If there's anything I've learned about myself this summer, it's that I will never climb that ladder to the top again if I can ever help it. I also learned that my knees are still as weak as they ever were and I can't be on my knees to do things any more.
By the end of the day, the set was gone, the props were gone, and all the old lighting plot was gone.
DAY 2: We're done! How sad. We finished putting the house plot together in no time. After some clean up, we were outie...The season's done and I'm depressed. But luckily, there's always next year!
Suddenly, I realized how much I want to go with them. I realized that even though I have a family, a home, friends, and a job to go to, I would give it all up in a heartbeat if someone offered me a job where I could work with people like this every day. I realized that their dreams, their visions, their purposes are mine.
I want to be one of those people who entertains people. I want to help young, raw talent like I saw this summer succeed in making people happy�making people cry�making people think about what�s going on in the world and in their lives. I want to be free to do what I need to do to make that happen.
At the same time, I realized that that will never happen.
I am too scared�too weak�too conscious of the responsibilities I have as a mother�as a wife�a friend�and as a teacher to leave the home I have and be the free spirit that is flowing within me. For that reason, I will remain at home with my beautiful daughter and my wonderfully understanding husband and continue to teach those up-and-comers who want to have those dreams, visions and purposes that I saw this summer.
I will teach them that choices they make as middle schoolers, as high schoolers, as college students affect the dreams they have. Teach them that those dreams are there, always. Teach them that dreams never die, just get buried under the garbage of every day life when choices that seem right at the time prove themselves to not be wrong, but create a different path.
So as the new school year begins, I have a renewed energy, a vigor for opening young minds to new possibilities. I want to show them all that I experienced this summer was was a dream once had, buried and then revived. I want to show them that even though the actors and technicians of Cherry County 2003 moved on, we have not all moved away. Moving on can mean a new perspective�a new attitude�and a whole new way of thinking about your life, your dreams, your visions and you purposes.
My old dream and vision was to go to New York or LA and become a stage manager for big name shows. My new dream is open the world of theater to kids and their parents. My vision is to send them into the world as hopeful young actors and technicians who once carry on my dream. My purpose�to be the best mommy, wife, friend and teacher that I can possibly be.
I hoped you enjoyed and I hope you walk away with your dream, vision and purpose renewed.
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