Dreams. We all have them… some come true, many don’t. I’ve thought and written a lot about dreams… maybe too much. Like any mom, I want my daughters to have their dreams (knowing that many of their dreams won’t come true… and that’s ok). But I also can’t wait to share with them one my most biggest, most life-impacting dreams that never came true… a dream that I had and worked so hard for so early in my life that even my husband really has very little insight about it (I’m still convinced he thinks I’m lying when I talk about it).
My dream can be summed up in one word: Broadway. My dream, as a little girl / high school student / young college woman & graduate was to perform on Broadway. (This was ultimately ‘The Dream’ that pushed me into working on TV.) I am counting the days for when my girls are old enough to handle a 6-hour plane ride and see a real Broadway show in Times Square.
The first time I visited New York City with my mom, sister, grandma and two of our best family friends (mother and daughter) was magical. I was about 17 years old and right in the prime of my I’m-going-to-be-on-Broadway mindset. I’d sang and danced my whole life (I studied and worked really hard at it… probably too hard), had as much onstage performing experience as a high school student at that could’ve had (some of it at a professional level) and was so determined and convinced that I’d appear on one of those famous stages one day. Musical theater was my first love (still is…. how else can you explain my obsession with last year’s Smash on NBC). Cut to present day: Broadway never happened. Essentially, I gave up. I got sidetracked with finding a ‘real desk job’ shortly after college (because, at 24 going on 25, you realize that working in musical theater is actually brutal and heartbreaking… and the reality of auditioning, not getting a role because production wanted a ‘celebrity name’ and being cast in a show with lower pay than what your college lunches cost can literally suck away all the young love that you had for it in the first place). So in came the ‘real desk job’ which lasted a few years… until I realized that I missed performing… which then drove me into carving a career on TV (I am in LA, after all… no Broadway stages here).
But Broadway and Times Square was always there, in the back of my mind. Broadway and Times Square was there when I visited New York for TV (work) assignments. Broadway and Times Square was there at one of the biggest audition/experiences I’ve had in my TV career (that I didn’t get, but whatever, it all worked out). With every trip I’ve taken to New York, I always make sure to get a picture of myself in the middle of Times Square, surrounded by all the marquis. I must have a few dozen pictures over the last several years floating around (I don’t even know where most of them are, but I know they’re there). The day I take my girls to the Great White Way and finally ‘share’ my once-upon-a-time dream with them… well… if you see me, just know that they’ll be happy-tears.
At this point in my life, I know that I won’t ever get to where I once thought I’d be spending most of my time and talents, but that dream and training I had as a young girl is a part of my everyday parenting practices… I’d be lying if I said I didn’t randomly belt out showtunes and sing my girls to sleep with “Love Makes the World Go ‘Round” from Carnival and “Goodnight, My Someone” from The Music Man on a daily basis… and then there was that fashion show routine to “My Strongest Suit” from Aida a few weeks ago in our family room.
Yes, we all pretend like we’re on Broadway… at least I’m prepping them for when we all go together.
IS THERE A SPECIAL DREAM YOU CAN’T WAIT TO SHARE WITH YOUR KIDS?