![]() Even though I KNEW these things it doesn’t mean I didn’t feel “left”. I knew that poem like the back of my hand growing up. She is my cornerstone and my sounding board. Hasn’t always been that way since we are polar opposites but she is now. ![]() Never forget a single minute, you didn’t grow under my heart but in it. not flesh of my flesh or bone of my bone but still miraculously my very own. I had an adoption creed hanging above my bed. I was raised knowing I was adopted from day one. I like to know how things work and I like to know how people tick. Me dreaming and thinking about where I came from does not in ANY way mean I was discontent or unhappy, it meant I was curious. Please know I was raised in the best family who loved me beyond measure. I spent countless days rehearsing what I would say to her. Don’t ask me how that image came to be, but in my heart I knew it was my biological mother. As a little girl I would have vivid dreams of a woman in a white nightgown, on green shag carpet staring out the window looking at a church. No matter what your circumstances were growing up, your story started with loss. ![]() No one is alone.”Īs an adopted kid the concept of loss and leaving is etched on your heart. Only me beside you, still you’re not alone. “No one here to guide you, now you’re on your own. Especially when sung by Bernadette Peters. The witch sings this song to Rapunzel, the girl she kidnapped and it will go down in musical theatre history as the most haunting and beautiful song of all time. This one is from Into The Woods by Stephen Sondheim. Once again it is the lyric from a musical because I can’t seem to make sense of life without the help of musicals. They will be the reason you can’t sleep at night and the reason you can’t seem to get out of your funk. They will be the THING that make you have a crappy day. They will sit there, on your heart and on your chest and on your shoulders and they will weigh you down. There are some boulders in your life that you won’t ever move. I have been avoiding writing this post and I know exactly why. Since then I have sat here and looked at it, and walked away, and thought about it, and tried to come up with the flow of this post. And all the shades of moral ambiguity…Īnd in the end the characters move on into the ever after… bereft of loved ones.I wrote out this title MONTHS ago. ![]() So the play takes the fairy tale and brings into the world of real consequences. Sometimes people leave you halfway through the wood. (Rapunzel dies, too… but somehow that was cut.) ![]() The woods is a place where anything might happen and eventually does… people are changed, where they decide to fight or flee, to find their courage, meet their destiny, their magic spell, their future love… and where by the second act- after the familiarity of the fairy tales are done and the ever after begins- where the consequences of selfish acts comes to fruition and tragically where several of the principles meet their unfortunate ends. Watching Into the Woods I was struck to tears by a single line sung at the darkest moment… and the decisive turn, of the musical- a piece call No One is Alone. This is Easter… a time of renewal, of new beginnings.Īnd a time of reflection… of how to live in my own little happily ever after. ![]()
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