Cancer + Performing
I saw Wicked on my birthday. I've seen this show 5 times. I know what happens. I know all the songs. I've seen all the special effects. There are no surprises. And yet, I cried. I cried at least 6 times. During the opening number, Galinda the Good Witch started singing a line I have always particularly liked the melody of: And goodness knows, the Wicked's lives are lonely Goodness knows, the Wicked die alone I swiftly felt my chest seize and my throat clench. All of a sudden my eyes were burning with tears. Then the tears were soaking my face. I was full-on silently sobbing. This happened at least 5 more times throughout the rest of the show. (Don't even get me started on Defying Gravity .) It wasn't the lyrics that made me get so emotional. It took a moment for me to realize that it was the thought of being up on that stage, performing. Something I haven't done in nearly 3 years. Have I thought about getting back into auditioning? Of course. Does it give m...