I’m gushing. This is post is purely me gushing
Girl Wonder has auditioned for our High School of the Arts (think Fame without the leg warmers and with an actual academic program)
She put herself out there.
I’ve never auditioned for anything. Well, track and cross country in high school. I went out and ran in circles really fast (I excel at running in circles). Not a whole lot to it. The only thing you have to do is pump your arms and legs in a coordinated way and do it fast. No special techniques needed. You make it or you don’t.
Girl Wonder has been practicing her audition piece every day for the last 6 months. My house has been filled with repetitive vibrato. Isolated notes that come together sweeter and sweeter with each run through.
This past Saturday she did it. She wore her Doc Martens. I wrote Bold on her bow hand.
They called her name. She pulled herself up straight. Took a deep breath and walked into a room full of strangers.
And played her heart out. A sweet, light, tune that brings to mind dancing in a sunshine golden garden in hoop skirts with men in straw boater hats.
It’ll be another month before we find out if she got in. I know her heart will be broken if she doesn’t make it. The tears will flow. I get it. As her Mamma – I’m unbelievably proud of her for doing it.
How often do we grown-ups freeze or run away when the world calls us to center stage to share out loud the things we love? 13 or 40, maybe we all need to ask ourselves every once in awhile – “Got guts?”. Then strap on some combat boots and march back into our lives.
