The Sky's The Limit

For my teacher, my guidance, my friend...

"Remember that the "Sky's The Limit" and to always follow you dreams."

    Six little tap shoes hit the floor as the violin hits its note, each speaking a thousand words to our audience below. Five friends for which I shall never see again turn towards me for a fraction of a second before mimicking my movements. The crescendo of our heartbeats line up as the music swells. Memories have power, as music does.

Fearless.

Inspiring.

Joyful.

...Proud of you all...

A teacher.

A guidance.

A friend.

    Taking a deep intake of air, my feet glide across my home on the dusty stage. Five others follow. Sweat runs down my face as the last line ever is sung. Six hearts leap. I twirl. I glide. I turn. Five follow. From behind the burgundy curtains stands her. Two calming orbs stare into my soul reassuring me. Giving me confidence.  Arms out. Toes pointed. Then...

I dance.