Living the Dream

Every so often, I become quite nostalgic for my Colorado Production years.  This morning my mom said to me, "It makes me so happy to see so many of you kids still doing what you love to do."  We then went on to list kid after kid who are now adults carrying out their love for the performing arts.  The studio left a deep impression on every person's heart.  It makes me giddy to hear about Rebecca and Ashley striving to live out their dream in New York, Jake Elvig performing in DisneyWorld, Becca Allred doing a summer performing arts workshop, the Lynches making it big in Hollywood, and so many other people who refuse to let the magic die.  


In those moments, I would give anything just to go back for 10 minutes.  Then I stop to remember, isn't that what I'm doing?  Devoting my life to my passion, so that I am enabled to taste the delight of the performing arts once again. I've been in school for two years now and I still have four more long years ahead just to finish my bachelors in Music Ed.  There have been many moments I've doubted myself and wondered if it is really worth it.   Six years is a long time and the pay is awful.  Then I think of the studio and remember how spectacularly wonderful the reward is- no matter how pitiful the salary may be. No amount of money can match the reward you get as a child's smile stretches from ear to ear as the audience cheers and claps during their final bows.


Rapunzel: I've been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it's not everything I dreamed it would be? 
Flynn Rider: It will be. 
Rapunzel: And what if it is? What do I do then? 
Flynn Rider: Well, that's the good part I guess. You get to go find a new dream.


I can't go back, but I can spread Debbie's initial dream like many others already have.
Here I am, living the dream.  Isn't that some kind of wonderful?