The beginning of the end
I was just hit by a wave of saying-goodbye-to-Lizzie feels. There are still a number of episodes and Lizzie is not done, but my time as Lizzie, sitting on her stool, talking to the camera and her sisters, friends, and other visitors, is over. When Bernie called cut for the last time and we wrapped yesterday, there was a sudden rainstorm on my face. I stayed on my stool for a minute, just having a cry, saying goodbye to the world that I’d spent a year making real.
But, in many ways, it’s not time to say goodbye. I will still have LBD things to do, and the show isn’t over yet. I am so eager for you to see what we filmed yesterday, while simultaneously dreading the end. I will have many thoughts to share on the conclusion of this journey when The LBD actually finishes, but I will save them for a later date. Right now, I recognize that I feel sad because I’ve been a part of something special and it’s coming to a close. I got to work with really talented and dedicated people who became a little family. I know I’ve made friendships that will continue beyond our show, but our relationships will grow and change and it won’t ever be what it was before. That is as it should be - everything must come to an end so new things can start. This is the beginning of something else, I just don’t know what yet.