How do I even start? On April 10, 2020, I sat in my studio apartment all day, alone and celebrating my birthday by ordering food, FaceTiming friends and family, and making a mug cake with a single candle. I couldn’t tell you what my wish was, but it was probably that things would return soon and I wouldn’t have to spend another year like this. Last night, I couldn’t stop thinking about that. How if me last night could have told me two years ago what was to come, she wouldn’t have believed it. It would sound like something out of her wildest dreams, but nothing that could be reality. Yesterday, on April 10, 2022, I brunched with my best friend, saw my favorite show and watched one of my favorite people take his final bow, danced with a group of people I love with my entire heart, and then celebrated at Hurley’s with both my dance family and the cast of Hadestown. I kept saying, “I don’t know what’s happening,” because I was in shock that any of this was real. Two years ago I sat alone in my apartment. Last night I was surrounded by so much love and so many people that I admire and love. I was bursting at the seams with gratitude and love. I can’t believe that this is my real life. Thank you x1000000 to everyone who reached out, spent time with me, and everything in between yesterday. If this coming year is anything like yesterday was, I’m in for a good one. Here’s to 24 🎉🥳💞