Last night, after the opening night of Fiddler on the Roof, and after relaxing with a few friends, I looked up at the stars and thanked the Good Lord for such an awesome evening. Not only did the show go well, but my beautiful Mom was able to come and actually enjoy it. I had feared and fretted that the stars would not align properly and she wouldn't feel like sitting for a three hour show. But I fretted for nought. The Lord is SO GOOD!
I had said to myself that if I could get through this one night, with Mom watching, and give her the best performance I personally could give, then the rest of the nights would be a piece of cake. This remains to be seen of course, but I think I did my very best last night and I enjoyed every second of it. All day, prior to curtain, I was pumped up, as if on some illicit street drug. It's amazing what adrenaline can do for you. I felt the way I feel when I reach the end of a tremendous, exhilarating hike in the mountains. You know, the kind of trail that takes you up and up until you reach a gorgeous hanging lake filled with trout? That kind of high.
Additionally, I find myself amazed at the talent in the cast and crew of the show. I find it so cool that I'm working with brilliant actors! I'm enjoying the experience of acting with my Dad and also pretending to be, what, fifteen? I pull of fifteen pretty well I think! Ha! I don't usually laugh at my own jokes...
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