Women

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.