The Perfect Ending

A good friend of mine, fondly known by me alone as Kismet, likes to say that my life is like a movie. That in the end, no matter the problem, everything works out perfectly. I tend to laughing agree, but seriously thinking about it this morning I realized, at least in terms of certain events, it's so true.
Last night the cast party of the bet musical to ever grace the Hayes stage was held at my home. It was a wonderful closer to the utter insanity and deep happiness of my last ever high school production. The musical as I mentioned, turned out beautifully. The gorgeous Jayma truly became Dolly Levi touching the hearts of everyone who watched. My sister mentioned with a tone of disgust that during the final song of the final performance more than half the audience as in tears. I can't honestly say I've never seen that before in a high school production.
So then post musical we all pile into cars and head over to my house. My parents told me they had set up a food tent in the yard, but I was shocked when I saw the tent draped in glittery light. Our yard and driveway lined with candles in paper bags, a pair of new rose bushes graced the driveway. It was like a fairytale party. Not only was it beautiful it was a huge success, people seemed to thoroughly enjoy themselves and left sleepy, yet happy. The night ended with hugs and kisses and I stumbled up to bed crawling between the warm blankets and falling into the longest sleep I've had in memory and not waking till the afternoon. When I woke I heard the pitter patter of raindrops, the rain the had miraculously held off just long for my friends to enjoy a beautiful night under the stars (the freshman concluded earlier in the year I was magical and obviously was in control of the weather since it always seems to do what I wish. Which is weird, but actually true....) I showered and dressed and went out standing on my porch in the rain and looked out of the yard. The rain had washed away most signs of the party, and seemed to be symbolically washing the musical from my life. It was sad to be sure, but sad in very beautiful sort of perfect way. It couldn't and shouldn't have ended any better than that. Hello Dolly is over and a bug group was promised on stage later today. Despite the blood sweat and tears I don't regret getting into theater, not one ounce of me has any regrets. So now I sign off and say goodbye. For it is Monday morning, and time for life to begin again.