February 22, 2015
Backstage in the dressing room, the luminous Chinese ballerina is a foreigner among the group of us that are solid friends. Her presence, however, is fully welcome, and when our "ringleader" calls us together for the pre-show circle, he invites her to join, and she does so with all the grace befitting her status with ABT. I hold her left hand in my right, hoping she finds it as comforting as I do. Later, watching those beautiful hands flutter as she performs the "dying swan", I am moved to tears that I was so lucky to have literally touched her.