The past several days have been a whirlwind of busyness and they’re not over yet. I have missed The FabFive, terribly, and they have missed me in the short intervals I have gotten to spend with them. Col. Deeds snuggles even closer to me as we sleep or grab a quick nap, and Erma seldom leaves my side.

The Dayton Ballet and Dayton Philharmonic Orchestra had another wonderful performance of PETER PAN with an electric score by Carmon DeLeone and choreography by Septime Webre. Dayton, Ohio is truly capable of maintaining the age-old moniker, “the Gem city of Ohio” when it comes to professional, high-quality performing arts. It was exciting to feel the energy from the crowd before the curtain’s rise, during intermission, and after the show. For two nights there have been tons of children, of all ages, and the exciting reactions have been a thrill to observe, especially from the young boys who were loving ballet.

Ironically, as I began typing the above entry about our ballet’s performance, Scott Alan’s “Never Neverland (Fly Away)” came on my playlist. The lyrics feel appropriate for this morning’s MAKE IT A GREAT DAY post.

She’d tell me about Captain, and all of his men
Who followed Peter with a hook, replaced as his hand
In those tales bad guys seldom did win
So the Captain was eaten, and Wendy had twins
That’s the stories I recall
But I may have made up the end
Don’t remember much
At three feet tall
Except for when I’d say “Mom
Let me go to Never Neverland
Let me fly for one day
Throw that fairy dust in my hair
So I pretend I’m flying away”
I’m flying away
Well, to my surprise
I grew up too fast
And that easy life of Tinkerbell, it never did last
So I’d silently dream my soul far, far away
Where I can be immortalised like Peter one day
That’s my childhood as I recall
But in some ways it never did end
And now I’m standing, well, a little bit taller
Except when I’d say “Mom!
Let me go to Never Neverland
Let me fly for one day
Throw that fairy dust in my hair
So I pretend I’m flying away”
I’m flying away
And though life is never easy
As we, as children, read in the books
Where fairy dust can just fly you so far away
And all I ask is that you
Leave me my imagination
So I can pretend I’m flying away
I’m flying away!
And that is where I’ll stay
Right there in Never Neverland
I’ll be flying
I’ll be dying
For love, appreciation
Where mermaids would sing
And fairies would ring
Right there, there in Never Neverland
And it’s second to the left and straight on ’til morning
Or is it second to the right and straight on ’til morning?
In Never Neverland
In my Never Neverland

Make it a great day!