I'm of mixed emotions right now.
I'm feeling elated and proud that my dance crew and I pulled off a really fun show last night, along with other amazing dancers and musicians. I felt like I gave a strong performance, bringing my own spirit and joy to the stage. You should have been there!
No really, you should have been there.
I'm saddened that only a couple of my friends and family came to see it — one because he was our videographer. I feel confused and a little hurt. Not only were almost none of "my people" there to support, none of them even sent regrets that they weren't coming. It only takes a second to write, "hey sorry I can't make it, but I hope you have a great show." Not that hard.
Perhaps I have totally unrealistic expectations. Folks are busy. Facebook and emails and tweets just fly by peoples' radar nowadays.
Kind of makes me feel like the landlord from "The Big Lebowski" asking the Dude to come to his show.
All I know is, next time a friend of mine is performing or doing any kind of show, I'm going to either go, spread the word about it, or at least take a few minutes to wish them well.