Kevin surprised me on Friday night and took me to the Nutcracker at Capital Theater in Salt Lake. I have always loved ballets, but this time felt different than any other ballet I have been to.
Maybe it was because it was my first ballet with Kevin, and while they aren't exactly his thing, that made it even better when he let me squeeze his hand during a particularly beautiful part or impressive lift. Maybe it was because there is nothing like the Nutcracker that helps me get in the spirit of Christmas. Or maybe it was because the whole thing was a surprise and it was so sweet it was overwhelming.
Whatever it was, the Nutcracker was magical. During the Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy, with white snow falling all over the stage, and the ballerina's dressed in icy blue, tears fell freely down my face. I love our bodies. I love art. I love my husband.
And I love the Nutcracker for reminding me all of those things I love.