I woke up this morning to find out that my senior spring showcase for show choir has been officially cancelled. I have really been trying to keep a positive attitude with this quarantine thing. After all, I have already been to two proms… so losing this one wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. It would still be devastating to not be able to wear the light blue dress that made me feel good about myself for the first time ever. It would’ve been nice to have gotten to spend this prom with my current group of friends who actually appreciate me. But missing out on it wouldn’t have been the end of the world. But finding out that spring show is cancelled, truly felt like a punch in the stomach. Since I made show choir at the end of my eighth grade year, I have been waiting for the moment I would get to take the stage for my senior solo. I have gone through my entire highschool experience waiting for that one moment that I would take the stage and sing a whole song to showcase the four years of blood sweat and tears that I had put into Center Stage. I have tons of family who always said they would come to my senior spring show. They excused not coming to my other performances by saying they wanted to save it up for the show where I would have my senior solo. Something that really frustrates me is that everyone in our family makes it a priority to go see my cousins when they have a play or musical. My whole familys makes it a huge deal and goes on about it for weeks. I finally had made it to weeks before the show where everyone had planned to come and support me. Just weeks until I had MY moment. Now it’s cancelled. I know there are bigger things than me and I have really been trying to stay positive. But this has made me realize just how shitty it can be to allow yourself to be excited about things.