Okay, I admit that my last few posts have been a little, shall we say, dark? I've found myself back in that indignant place because a few things that have happened recently.
However, I'm not going to dwell on that. Instead, I watched the women's short program tonight - it was actually on last night but I recorded it, and must say that this lady - Joannie Rochette - had me just weeping and full of spirit. You probably know the story - her mom died of a heart attack just a few days ago. And she skated anyway - of course she did, and she should have - you know her mom would have wanted her to - and she skated so beautifully. You could see how much was inside her - she was grey with pain, but composed - and her father in audience - that poor man out there trying to make something of this horrible situation - his eyes were novels. And she finished and broke down. It was truly brave, and generous, and what performing should be about. It was just something special.
So I'm back on the getting-through because 1)somebody always got it much worse; and 2)You just gotta keep putting it out there.
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