Sadness to Joy

Yesterday marked the one year anniversary of Beverly Sills' death. I'm not keeping track of the days here at camp, but someone said to me yesterday, "It's July 2nd, isn't it?" and I said, "Yes, I think it is... oh..." It didn't ruin the rest of the day for me, but I thought about it a lot. The song we tendued to was "O luce di quest'anima." Not only was I the only person in the room who knew that song, but I was the only one who had a reason to sigh for it. In tribute I've been listening to my Beverly Sills playlist yesterday, and today too because I miss listening to it.

As downtrodden as I was yesterday is how ecstatic I was today!!! Not only am I at the most fun ballet camp ever, it also has some of the greatest guest faculty a little ballerina can ask for! Today I had not one, but two teachers who just happen to be principal dancers with the New York City Ballet. This is no small deal. This is one big deal. In opera terms, it's like walking to your voice lesson and Rolando Villazon is standing there. "Hello, I'll be teaching you today." You collapse and faint, right? Well, I almost did. It was one great day. I'll remember it forever.


Happy Listening!!! =)