There are few things that I love more in this world than musicals.
The anticipation while waiting in front of the theatre under the illuminated posters of the production, having an excuse to wear heels and a dress, feeling completely entranced with the world on the stage. The second the music begins and the curtain rises, I notice minutes that that I can’t stop smiling. From Wicked to Phantom of the Opera to most recently, The Book of Mormon, each production has completely captivated me and for that 3 hours, I forget about everything outside that theatre. Watching the Book of Mormon was nothing short of amazing. The cast was incredible and the humor was a blend of my two favorites Mel Brooks and Monty Python. While some may find a musical to be merely some eccentric songs, lots of dancing and some glimpses of glitter, I can’t help but always find a lesson and connection between each show with my own life. Having grown up going to the theatre I have learned to defy gravity in Wicked, to love unconditionally from Phantom, to be proud to be different from Hairspray, and to find my way in a cute pair of heels from Legally Blonde. With this being a summer of transitions and what feels like continual change from jobs, friends moving away and being done with college, The Book of Mormon showed me that sometimes I just need to enjoy the moment. Running around from job to job, sending out endless cover letters and waiting around for something to happen, I am missing out on all the great adventures that make up what life is.
Sitting in that theatre sandwiched between my parents watching dancing Starbucks cups haunt Elder Prince, I couldn’t help but smile at incredible things I have in my life now. A loving and supportive family, best friends, numerous ways to continue writing, a discount at Ruche, my life though different from where I thought I would be, it has been a memorable summer and only continuing to get better. And though my mum and I absolutely love musicals, my dad does not always feel the same, it’s a Disneyland type situation. And whenever my mum brings this up, he simply takes her hand, smiles and says, “I love how happy it makes you.”
Now that is love.