Hardknock Life
My very first musical I experienced was Annie. I looooooved it and I wore out the record I owned.
Tonight, I saw the local high school’s version of Annie. The show proved to me that my connection to the play has withstood the test of time. I can’t say that about other things I’ve loooooved in my past…like parting my hair in the middle and wearing ribbon adorned barrettes on each side (which is probably how I wore my hair to that adored play way back when).
I love that a simple version of a big production can still bring chills to me. I have been brought to tears and chills on a more regular basis. I am both getting old and sappy: AND I know that I am connecting at a deeper level to passion, love and truth.
When I do connect at that level, it is as if my soul gets a great massage. I am left refreshed, content and peaceful. It might be smart for doctors to order a good cry or chill inducing experience (the good-chill kind not the Freddy Kruger kind).
Take a cry and a chill and call me in the morning!
Posted on December 6, 2013, in Uncategorized and tagged Grace, Passion. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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