The first play my kids were in was Peter Pan. I love watching my kids on the stage. They sing, they dance, they make memories. The theater has given us friendship, given up hope, and given us joy. But, we always talk about that first play.
You see, tonight is the last night in the nursery for my oldest daughter. Tonight is her last night to be 17. Tomorrow when she wakes up she will be 18 and considered an adult by the world's standards.
So tonight, we fling open the nursery window, gaze off into the night sky, find the second star to the right, and wish for Peter Pan to whisk us all away to Neverland.
The last night in the nursery for you, sweet girl. But, forever my little girl in my heart.