Friday ended the run of Chess, Mark's last high school production. Marianne's family and my parents were there which meant a lot to Mark. I had texted them a synopsis prior to the show because it's hard to know what is happening. I saw it several times and it was still unclear.
I loved seeing those kids perform their hearts out. I loved watching their faces and knowing they were giving it their all. It's easy to root for someone who is bravely being so vulnerable.
I didn't cry except a few little tears, but it took effort. It feels emotional to be ending this stage of life. It also is exciting. I love watching our children move on to their next thing. It's also scary. It's a lot.
Saturday Mark went back to help strike the set.
First, they had a chess game with actors as chess pieces. One of the stage crew took pictures and I had Mark text me the pictures.
They look like they're involved in some sort of ritual, but it's just chess.
I love how some of them, including Mark, are horses with hands posed.
Drama kids. Whatever they do, they're all in.
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