The curtain closes, but I still have the biggest smile on my face. Seconds later, the cast and crew erupt into cheers – a successful opening night. 

Anyone who knows me knows that my musical character is almost the complete opposite of myself. I play Scuttle, who is loud and slightly obnoxious and is introduced to the audience by squawking down the aisles. Oh, did I not mention that Scuttle is a seagull? This is why I love being this character. I feel like a different person and have the chance to make time stop while performing. The pink vest is pretty nice, too. 

Words can’t describe how proud I am of my fellow castmates. Over the past three months, I’ve gotten to see everyone embrace their characters and grow/cultivate their talents. This is something that opening night doesn’t show – the improvements that each and every one of the cast members made. Getting to see the process from start to finish is gratifying beyond words. 

Of course, none of this would have been possible without the phenomenal directors that dedicated their time and expertise to make this show come to life. Without them, this show would never have been possible. They are supportive of each and every person – from cast to crew to pit – and I feel so lucky to have role models like them in my life. 

There is no feeling quite like being on stage. You get to watch your closest friends shine and bring the audience joy through this enriching art form. The adrenaline is still rushing through your body long after and is probably the only thing waking you up the next morning. My smile doesn’t stop when I leave the stage; it stays with me all night, along with the memories that I will take with me long after our final bows.