Over the 8 weeks of Battle of the Blades there were appearances by 5 different shirts for Marie-France, hot pink knee socks and “lucky” bandana’s (for Monday night elimination shows). We had lot of fun cheering for MF.
The show staffers thought the shirts were awesome (if also crazy) and looked forward to checking out what our shirts said each week.
And the shirts certainly made us identifiable.
When we arrived for the Week 4 show there wasn’t a ticket envelope for us at the cast friends and family door. The staff figured the envelope got lost and gave us tickets to get in anyway. What we didn’t know was that our tickets were at the spouse door and one of the staffers was asking Marie-France what I looked like, so she could find me. Instead of saying anything to describe what I looked like MF simply replied “She’ll be wearing a shirt with my name on it… and a purple bracelet”. Needless to say the staffer found me quite quickly and we had a good laugh about it.
We also made MF and Bryan their own puff-painted shirts in week 2. We wanted to give MF a shirt of some kind and also take a team picture for their Facebook fan page. MF and Bryan were great sports and didn’t need any convincing to put on the “rock-stars” puff painted shirts, which I thought was awesome.
Anyway, we wore those shirts proudly each week, puff-paint and all, to support our girl Marie-France and I was always appreciative that MF loved the craziness.
On the last Sunday night I felt the need to thank Marie-France, again, for putting up with our “enthusiasm”. We ended up having an awesome conversation that branched off from there and culminated in “Get older. Don’t age”. True facts.
I’m very much in the ‘you’re only as old as you feel’ camp’ nd I think we have the ability to choose how we greet each day so I loved how simply MF summed up my philosophy on life. In fact, it’s that philosophy that inspired ‘Stars In The City’; which is all about finding the stars in the everyday.
When I was in my 2nd year of university I was excited to be living in my first apartment but I was dealing with having to quit skating and a demanding schedule at school when my mom was in a horrible car accident. To say there was a lot going on was an understatement.
Looking back I appreciate how being an optimistic person got me through that time. It wasn’t the happiest year of my life but I would have missed a lot if I couldn’t see the little stars within each day.
Shitty things are going to happen, fabulous things will happen. You’re going to get jealous and you might not get everything you think you want. But. If you appreciate the little things, take pride in being your best self, and love, you’re going to be amazing.
And if you need to, pretend you’re rocking a tutu (or a puff painted shirt) and just have some fun every day.
Be silly, be funny, be true to yourself, be open to being surprised, be open to learning from everything, be you.
Most of all, “Get older, don’t age”.