This Is Me: A Summer Musical Journey

This Is Me: A Summer Musical Journey

Just a few days ago, I watched a summer musical performance titled "This Is Me." As I sat in the audience, watching the children sing and dance with such joy and confidence, my mind wandered back to the very first time we discovered this camp.
My child was still in kindergarten when one day, she came home holding a small brochure from school in her tiny hands.

She looked up at me and said, “Mom, I really want to do this.”

The brochure featured children singing under the lights, full of energy and smiles. Her eyes sparkled with longing, and I could tell this meant something to her. That summer, we signed up for the camp—and we’ve never looked back.

Since then, my child has never missed a single year.
Every summer, she joins the musical program, learning new songs, practicing choreography, and growing not only in skill but in confidence.
She once stood nervously in the back row, barely whispering the lyrics, and now she sings proudly alongside older students, her voice blending into harmony with theirs.

Watching her grow on that stage feels like watching a flower slowly bloom—softly, steadily, beautifully.
As someone who also loves musicals and the performing arts, I find myself looking forward to summer just as much as she does.
It’s not just about the final performance.
It’s about watching children discover what it means to express themselves, to shine, to stand tall in front of others and say, “This is me.”
Every time I watch these performances, I’m reminded of how precious and brilliant talent can be—especially when it’s nurtured with love.
I hope the children on that stage know how incredible they are.

I hope they realize how much joy and beauty they bring just by being themselves.
To sing, to speak, to step onto a stage and be fully present—that is a true gift, one that not everyone gets to experience, and I hope they never take it for granted.
After every show, I leave the theater full of gratitude.
Grateful that this opportunity exists.
Grateful that my child gets to participate.
Grateful that I get to witness it all.
It was a truly wonderful performance—one I won’t forget.
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And more than anything, I hope my child and every other child who stood on that stage walks away knowing:
“This is me—and I am enough.”