We’re a team, aren’t we? And I’m so proud of my victors. So proud. You both deserved so much better. I am truly sorry.
“There were times when what was going on in my personal life was so overwhelming that I had to bend over to let those tears fall straight out of my eyes and not my false lashes just as I’m about to go up on that ramp and sing Teenage Dream. I had to smack myself across the face and say, ‘These problems are my problems, they are not my audience’s problems, learn to separate that.’”
It is an old and rarely used gesture of our district, occasionally seen at funerals. It means thanks, it means admiration, it means good-bye to someone you love.