I am not a great writer. I feel like you need to know that my grad school history teacher couldn't believe I earned an undergraduate degree with my appalling lack of writing skills. But I feel like I need to share so much so please stick with me and all my bad grammar. This is for myself in many ways. But I also feel that you need to know why I started The Bethany Stage. I want you to know my heart. And to do that, I need to go explain my past. I am going to try to blog as often as I can. I have two kiddos so this won't be a daily thing I am pretty sure and they won't be long. But as I blog I want to do three things in every post.
First, I will tell you about what is going on at The Bethany Stage in every post.
Second, I will share pieces of my past story to help you understand why I do what I do.
And last, I will share some of my daily life with anecdotes about my family and how they keep me going.
And So for this first post I will just tell you what The Bethany Stage is. It is a community theatre that I have started in the heart of Downtown Bethany. I began it in April of 2016 never imagining where it would take me in 8 ridiculously fast months. We started with my absolute favorite story....Pride and Prejudice. It was so lovely. A beautiful story with a beautiful cast. I'll share more about my experience in our first production as I continue to blog. It was a huge success for us. I was overwhelmed and thrilled with how excited every one was to have this happening in our little Bethany. I wanted to catch the momentum and so we opened a studio where we are now teaching kids pre-k through 12th grade in musical theatre and acting classes. WHAT?!!! This is the coolest thing ever! The kids we get to work with are the sweetest and funniest kids in the world!! Am I totally biased because my daughter takes these classes? Maybe. Anyhow, we had three amazing productions in 8 months. Pride and Prejudice, Much Ado About Nothing, and A Christmas Carol completed our first season. It's January now, and I keep getting asked "What"s next?!! What's next?!!". Keep following my blog and you might be the first to know.
(This was my beautiful cast from Pride and Prejudice)
Okay, on to the second part of my blog. My life. This is hard. Those of you who know me will know why. There is no way I could put it into a single blog. I'll have to get as far as I can in about 15 minutes each post. The main thing you need to know about me is this. I am so grateful for life!! I shouldn't be alive. When I was 18 I had a terrible car accident and was about as close to death as anyone could be. I'm 35 now and not a day goes by that I am not reminded of that fact. In fact, I looked in the mirror today and noticed wrinkles around my mouth. You know...the ones you get when you smile. And I smiled even bigger, knowing that I shouldn't even have those wrinkles. My skin should have been left youthful forever. Oh how I love wrinkles!! I was told I'd never walk again. I was told I'd never go to college again. I was told I'd never be on a stage again. I was told I'd never get in to The Boston Conservatory or any grad school. I was told I'd never have anyone ever love me with my injuries. I was told I would never be able to have my own children. I'll keep posting so you can find out how every single one of those people were so very wrong.
Now, about my family. I've got the most handsome and kind man in the world for starters. Seriously! You know that butterflies flying around like crazy in your tummy feeling? Yea. He still does that to me. And my girls. My sweet girls. I've got a five year old and a two year old. And I have no idea why I thought it would be the same experience just because they came from the same genes. They are like night and day and oh! How I cherish each little thing about them. We are a crazy, messy, and imperfect family and I love every sing mess. Well, maybe I don't love the pile of laundry that I should be doing instead of blogging. But you know what I mean.
Yea...he's pretty cute!
(They are two years older but this is my absolute favorite picture of them!)