Last night I went to see Melissa Leilani Larson's show Martyr's Crossing.
I love Mel's words. Every turn of phrase is well constructed.
I love that she focuses on women. It is such a pleasant experience to see a play about women where getting married and having children is briefly referred to... (these aren't bad things at all)... BUT... It is lovely when a writer conveys the crazy notion that as women, we do have other things to focus on.
I was sitting with my dear friend Lyn. Lyn works as a hospice nurse. She was a little emotionally raw because she has lost patients very recently. After the show, I turned to her and said, "So this show was about angels who lead mortals thru the pains of death. In other words, we just saw a play about you dear." She laughed and cried.
I can't believe I'm actually friends with a person like this. She is an angel. A real life angel.
To my right was a writer named Courtney. I spent the afternoon today reading her blog. Such amazing experiences, told in such a raw and powerful way.
I want to live up to the power of my sex.
I am so happy to be a woman.
This song has nothing to do with this post, but it's in my head... And it makes me laugh.