That may be the most narcissistic post title I have ever written.
But it’s also true. On May 2, I will take the stage as an official cast member of Indianapolis’ inaugural Listen To Your Mother Show.
I’ll be out there all alone under the spotlight, reading a post that I wrote, out loud, for all to see and hear.
I got the news a couple of weeks ago and am still a bit shell shocked.
I’m not sure how I became this person. A woman so sure of herself, and of the words she wrote, that she’s willing to not just post them on the internet, but take full ownership of them…and voluntarily get on stage.
This is me. Amber.
The girl who shook and stuttered her way through her Public Speaking class in college.
The woman who used to dread client presentations (and the speaking role she sometimes had to play in them) more than a root canal performed without anesthetic.
This is me.
People keep asking me why I auditioned and all I can do is shrug my shoulders and say, “I don’t know. It was just something I thought I had to do.”
And, as a coworker pointed out, apparently I was right. I was cast, after all. It was something I was supposed to do.
I’m proud to be a part of this sisterhood, and excited to see what comes next.
I know we have a couple of rehearsals coming up.
I know I have a few weeks of hard dieting ahead of me.
And I know it’s going to be an adventure.
If you’re in the Indianapolis area (or want to be) why not come cheer me on?
Lights go down at 7 p.m. on Thursday, May 2, in the Frank and Katrina Bastile Theater inside the Indiana Historical Society.
Tickets are $16 until April 15 and $20 thereafter.
And hey, it’s for a good cause!
So come. Please?