Reaching Out to the Stars by Donna DeMaio Hunt Read Free Book Online

was feeling alright and hoping that my baby would cooperate, which he did. Maybe he had a change of heart. It is said that if a baby hears music in the womb that they recognize it after birth. I do think that he must have because up until this day, he either falls asleep to it every time we take a ride in the car or asks to hear it as he bee bops in the back seat with most of the words memorized.
    Again, the show was great. I remember getting this rush when he came on stage through an entrance right through the middle of his fans. I thought it was awesome and quite brave. This time he was the first to perform. The entire time Kelly was performing, all I could think about was whether or not he was coming back. If I could have answered that question with a no, I think I may have gone home.
    My mom and I did stay for the remainder of the show. At home, I was excited because I had bought my first t-shirt and couldn’t wait to wear it. This time, I was only depressed because I bought my t-shirt in my actual size, an extra small, and I was not by any means tiny. I hoped for another show in the future, which of course, happened.
    On August 3, 2004, Bryce drove us to the Ryan Center at the University of Rhode Island. We had no clue where we were going, but it was the closest show to us. We had directions from Jude and Sierra because they had family that owns a summer home nearby.
    We ended up getting there an hour early. We had not eaten and did not know the area. With a lot of time to spare, we waited outside amongst the other fans. This is when I really started to take notice of all the different types of fans that were out there.
    As I looked around, there were teenage fans running around everywhere. I remember one girl being so out of control it was like entertainment for all of us. There were two girls that caught my eye that were wearing homemade t-shirts that said ‘Mrs. ____.’ I thought to myself, You’ve got to be kidding me. I then wondered if that was something that I may have done as a teenager. Well, maybe it’s not so crazy. After all, the way that Hollywood and life works today, a ten to twenty year age difference is quite normal. I also began to think, hell, even at an older age, married or single, we actually think quite often of the possibility that our admired idols could somehow be our boyfriends. We at times refer to them as our boyfriends, so who are we kidding here?
    There were guys and girls and women and men of all ages, sizes and shapes. It was very interesting what a wide range of fans were actually there. I noticed two people who were directly involved with the artist in the crowd which was very unusual, but I thought it was quite nice. One of them was one of his background singers and he was signing autographs.
    The other was his bodyguard, out in the open, listening to people sing and picking out who he thought was best to perform on stage. Even though I had been dying to get the chance to get close to my idol and to fulfill my dream of singing on stage, I do not think that I could handle a situation like that. It is hard to actually know what exactly your reaction would be when it came right down to it and there you are, standing right next to someone you have all of these unexplained crazy feelings for and then being expected to sing, and in front of thousands of people. That is something that I could never do. Even though back in the day I was a “ham for the cam,” I found that I had somewhere along the way become very camera shy and developed stage fright. I sometimes like to blame it on the cheerleading incident, my first real form of rejection that I never really overcame.
    As soon as we got inside, Bryce got something for us to eat while I waited in the souvenir line. It was my goal to get a good poster or picture because other than being at a show, pictures seemed very hard to come by.
    I actually had bid on a picture three times on eBay and don’t remember how much I spent on it because