Allene, MARY and Jane (maryjane) the others you know. Milwaukee Meet & Greet, 6/21/14,
Dare I hope for another Meet and Greet in my lifetime? I’m grateful for the three that I’ve been given, though there are some regrets. Dare I hope to have another chance to get it right this time? Yes, looking into their faces was blissfully sweet, And actually touching them was unbearably tender,But what happened to my resolve to live these moments to the fullest? Why did I let that “person in charge” rush me through before I….. …..got to look deeply into their eyes…..was bold enough to kiss cheeks…..said something coherent instead of babbling… ….could imprint that precious time firmly enough into my consciousness that it would come back in my memory again and again? Instead, when it was over, it was as though it hadn’t happened at all….just a blur and “Did it really happen?” And, “Why didn’t I?” And “Will I ever have another chance?”
Sadly, the truth is that there could never be enough. Dare I ask for more time to look closely at those dear faces… to feel that they were looking at me as a real person, and knew that I loved them? Or is it enough to know that they really do care about their fans. And even if it isn’t me, personally, I know that it’s true for all of us collectively.
Dare I hope for another chance to live it again, or Should I just be thankful to have had it at all? And there are the photographs that prove that it really happened. There they are—proof that I really stood next to them, had my arms around them, and even, in one case, gave one quick peck on the cheek before being rushed on.
So if I never get to another Meet and Greet, perhaps I’ll just have to be content with holding my memories close to my heart, and—Dare I say it: loving our dear Il Volo guys passionately from afar.