Friday night was Northwest Indiana's third annual Listen To Your Mother show and I was backstage... 2,300 miles away at Ivy's ballet recital.
It was surreal. There was a curtain, and lights, and applause, and in so many ways it all felt so right and complete. I knew I was where I was supposed to be.
Love presented a new cast with new stories to a full house. My mom was in the audience and then woke up early the next morning to fly here. She brought me the program and I feel a different kind of proud, I am not sure what it is. I am in awe, and just so thankful it continues on.
We are nearing the close of all twenty-four shows this season (p.s. see us on NBC Nightly News!) and I've already got my heart hoping to set sail a Listen To Your Mother here by the ocean someday, when the time is right.
Today my belly is full of a good Mother's Day. To have all my children and my mom here, I want for absolutely nothing more.