my support.

I told my girl last night, "I have two shows this week and a competition all day Saturday, it's keeping me distracted. But there is going to come a time where I'm not in a rehearsal or on stage, and that scares the shit out of me."

I wish I could enclose details, but I never feel okay releasing someone else's medical situation. Bottom line, my borther is sick. The brother the dance world doesn't know about. The one that isn't in the newspapers or a member of the honor roll at school. He's mine and Joey's biggest fan, he is my number one fan. He is the support system for the (so-named by the local paper) "Dancing d'Alelio Brothers". He's gone away. I have two little brothers. It's always been us. Everything has been shaken. I have no idea how my parents are holding up as well as they are.

Im scared for my brother.

I want to get to New York already.

I don't know when I'll see my brother again.

Whatever happened to the three of us?

from that dancer guy to you,

Tony