I want you to know that yesterday now goes down in history as one of all time favorite days. And it had nothing to do with the stage or the hair or the make-up (okay, that part was kind of fun), but instead, had everything to do with you. All of you.
Your stories and your honesty and your laughter have touched my heart and I will forever hold dear the experience that together we made ours.
The thing is, I have a confession - I don't try out for stuff. I don't try out because, well, I don't get picked. At least that's what childhood taught me. But this taught me differently, and I am so, so thankful for that.
You also reminded me that we are always more alike than we are different and that sisterhood is never determined by blood. Oh, and that we should flash each other whenever possible.
Listen To Your Mother is on my list. My list of all things holy and magical and breath-taking. I thank all of you for taking my breath away last night, and I hope to see you all very, very soon.
Tu amiga,
Sara
2 comments:
We'll be forever grateful that you "tried out" with us. Here's to being more alike than different, and to sisterhood and to all things holy and magical and breath-taking. xo.
Sara,
Beautiful! We loved being there with you too! I <3 your blog!!
There were those moments, right before the show, when my insecurities came to the surface like a crocodile waiting for me to dip my toe in the water.
I thought to myself, "you know, I bet the show would be much better without my story. They only let me in the show because they felt sorry for me."
But, then I realized there wasn't a single story, including mine, that this show could do without. Brilliant, sad, funny, inspiring. This show had more emotion than my favorite blockbuster movie.
Even more than that: We were together. Love you, Sara!!
Jennifer Knickerbocker
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