Second to the right and straight on 'til morning

You know that feeling you get when you've poured so much of your soul and time (about 74 hours, yes I counted) into something? When this thing has a part of you in it, a part of your life?

And then it ends.

That's what I'm feeling right now.

I guess it's inevitable. Everything has to end eventually. But that doesn't make it any less sad.

As you may have guessed, Peter Pan and Wendy ended last night. It was our last show, and we did pretty awesome.

I wish I could share these feelings with you. Relive them.

I want to share the feeling I got as I stood on that wonderful stage in my costume that made me look and feel like a ripped-up teddy bear (but I still loved it) surrounded by all my awesome friends.

I wish I could share the feeling of grabbing my bow, pushing Tink out of the way, and 'shooting' the Wendy Bird. Of my friends rushing onstage as I proclaimed, "You are too late! I have shot the Wendy. Peter will be so pleased with me." Of being reprimanded for my 'damp' feet.

I wish I could share the feeling I got as the Lost Boys rushed onstage, laughing and splashing each other with imaginary water. As I tried to answer the questions, "What color were mother's eyes? Which was taller, father or mother? Was mother blonde or brunette?" As we hid behind the rock. As I imitated a codfish. As I fought Noodler and got a 'taste' of Johnny Corkscrew.

I want to share the feeling of the curtain coming up on the Hideout. Of proclaiming to Michael that I could eat an entire mermaid, but a biscuit would have to do for now. Of asking to be father, or baby, or a twin. Of seeing Lauren spew imaginary water and biscuit with indignance. Of defending Wendy and threatening to blood everyone severely.

I wish I could tell you how fun it was to be dragged onto the pirate ship. To yell, "You fiend!" as I was kicked and shoved into position. To sass Captain Hook, and cry when Wendy was brought out.
To play cat and mouse around the mast and tease Hook. To see Peter say, "And now me hearties, to the mainland!" with a huge swirl of Fairy Dust.

I want to share the feeling of tumbling into the Darling's nursery. Of running out for bows one last night. Of seeing the whole cast (minus a few) in that well-lit church basement, eating ice cream and sharing memories from the production.

But most of all, I want you to feel the unity and love and God's presence as the Lost Boys gathered in a prayer circle before going on for the last show. As we gathered to 'Pass the Love' with the whole cast, all holding hands and the words of my older brother echoing in my ears: "This is our last shot...and remember, whatever happens, I love you guys."
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Since the end of February, I've built new friendships, rediscovered old ones, and had a blast finding my character.

To the cast and crew--
I love you guys so much, and can't wait for next year. I'll be waiting<3

(And now some Lord of the Rings quotes to sum up what I'm feeling)

“It is not despair, for despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring    

“I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien

“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring  

I'm so glad this is how I've decided to spend my time over the last few months, and all in all, this is one adventure I'd take again in a heartbeat, and wouldn't be able to wait until after tea for.
I love you guys.

(From left to right:

Jukes, Tootles(me), Michael, Curly, Young Wendy, Nibs, Holland)

(Full cast)

P.S. 

  Check out the song Lost Boy by Ruth B.It's beautiful.