Today I found unexpected joy in rebirth and re-creating. Thanks to an event shared on Facebook by a friend, we were able to see a play today.
I love plays. I love live theater.
I absolutely adore holiday plays.
We attended a revision of “White Christmas,” performed by young people in our community.
It was different and well-done and completely fabulous.
Looking at all of those faces and their eagerness and thinking about how much of their wonderful lives they have ahead of them, I got teary-eyed. When I saw a young teenage girl at the curtain call eyeing her parents who were sitting behind us and noticed that she was getting teary-eyed, I started to lose it. When I leaned over and hugged my dear One who had joined us, I was undone. The tears came, and I didn’t care.
The way the play was worked, all of the children who wanted to participate were able to. They danced and they laughed and they delivered their lines and they told a story. An important one about holding others above self.
The whole afternoon was joy-filled.
It was held in a building that used to house a Family Dollar. Since this was our first time attending a play there (not my first time in the building), I didn’t know what to expect.
What a lovely surprise!
New life was breathed back into that building and a theater was born.
From Family Dollar’s ending, something truly beautiful came to be.
If you haven’t picked up on it by now, change is very, very hard for me. I do not like it at all, it’s not my friend, and it will never be on my birthday list.
I think there was a lesson in what I felt today.
Things can end. The darkness can come. And yet,
joy shall rise again. New life will come.
The light will shine again.
And I give thanks for that–for all of the lights that shine, from spotlights to tree lights to the bright, warm sun that kissed our faces as we left with our souls touched and spirits lifted.
A day of merry and magnificent memory-making! I’m thankful.
Love to all.