Bruno Mars and me


I feel like I can finally start talking about the big events in my life! I mentioned once or twice that my team was selected to be a part of the Super Bowl Halftime show, but never really went into details. Well… IT WAS AMAZING! Prior to the performance my team attended two rehearsals. On the second rehearsal we got to see the show three different times. And each time we were completely awe struck. The first time we saw Bruno and Red Hot Chili Peppers come out, we were all in shock. The directors kept saying more excitement but we all couldn’t believe we were just a few yards away from these super stars. Not only that, but they were totally normal people! Finally by the 3rd performance of that day we understood the magnitude of what we were getting involved in. Amazing.

With the Super Bowl and a few other “lucky” breaks, I’ve finally decided that when good things happen, George sees it through. When bad things happen, I didn’t take advantage of the opportunities in front of me. I do believe that George was involved with my team being selected to the halftime show. We were so lucky to receive an email from the casting director, but to have OUR application be selected, that is just incredible. This stuff doesn’t happen to me, but lately I feel like I’ve been getting “lucky.” It all started when my little satellite event for Cycle for Survival gained the attention of the people who actually run the events and moved our group to the main event. The when the George Kraynak Theater Club went out and we got to hang out with Peter Scolari and Tracy Shayne afterwards. I cannot help but thing that George’s hand is at play here. Just watching out for me, making sure I’m enjoying life and being “okay.” 


I come home every day and talk to him, and before I go to bed I give a kiss to where his ashes are. I look at pictures of us together, and we were so happy as a couple. I miss his smile, but I’m grateful that I got to experience true love in my life. Some people never even find it. He enriched my life, and it’s hard to ignore that he still is. He’s the best and I miss him so much. I sometimes wonder what he would be acting like if I were to pass away. I hope I’m honoring him the way he wanted to be.Image

About J.

Fitness professional, fitness & nutrition writer, widowed at 28. Writing about getting through grief through self-care, physical activity, and the ​constant feeling of being uncomfortable.
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