I went to see "Billy Elliot" last night - the show I had expected to interpret and then had to cancel and then my offsite canceled, but I had already asked someone to take over for me. For a couple of days, there was a part of me that was a bit irritated that the offsite was canceled and I had given up the show. I think I just didn't want to miss out on the fun and this was a new show, so I was a bit disappointed to lose the opportunity although I knew everything was in extremely capable hands (literally).
I was so HAPPY as I was watching the show and the interpreters because it was EXACTLY the right thing. The interpreters were a perfect match to the show and each other and it was just right. It was one of those funny moments when I was like, "Doh! This all worked out exactly as it was supposed to!" It was such a pleasure to watch them work, to enjoy the show and to just trust that sometimes I don't know why things happen the way that they do, but it is all heading to the good place. I wasn't supposed to do this show. The right people were there, doing it, enjoying it and doing a great job.
I'm not really explaining myself well, I don't think, but I know what I mean...I guess that's the point. I just figured something out about myself and it is all good.