The Show's Not Over Til The Fat Lady Sings

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This old gal knows…

The one thing she should part with is scarves…so many scarves…short scarves, long scarves, scarves that glitter, scarves with fringe…

Sent a photo to those daughters of mine asking if scarves were totally out of style…got the ‘gentle nudge’ to let them go, but then…there it was…that thought…the what-if-little-devil-on-the-shoulder thought…

What if I decide to direct a play again?…

Each March those memories pop up on social media…high school spring play memories…two of us taking on the role of director when the program would cease to exist if we didn’t…

And it was fun…so very fun…fun directing older students…passionate students…fun imagining…fun building…fun working together to create something magical.

And those scarves were right there with us, as were so many items from home, bringing that stage to life as props, costumes, set…

And so it is…with age…life slows down…but the mind keeps moving forward…seeing potential…thinking what if…

And you know what they say in the world of theater…the show’s not over til the fat lady sings…and this old gal hasn’t sung yet…
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And those daughters of mine…agree…