As I’m sitting here agonizing over what to say in my return to blogging, I realize that it is only getting harder to hone in one one specific topic or excuse for my inconsistency. The truth is, for the past few weeks, I have been happily living my life, missing summer (like ACTUAL summer), consuming my body weight in holiday treats and reminiscing on the adventures of the past year. I have made more trips to the new Primark location at Downtown Crossing than I am willing to admit, snuggled with everyone’s favorite four-legged sidekick Lucy and logged some serious hours at the ballet studio. I have loved every minute of it but now it’s time to reflect on how each of these memories has culminated into the person I’ve become over the past year.
When you’re a little ballerina-in-the-making, your first audition doesn’t seem like a big deal. But then you get there, swoop your hair into a tight bun on the top of your head, pull on your fresh pink ballet tights and your stomach does a flip-flop as the older ballerinas rush by you as they practically race to the studio for their chance to dance their dream roles. In short, there are fewer things more magical than being a part of The Nutcracker, whether you’re on the stage or watching it.