Each night at the top of Miracle I take a moment standing backstage before my first entrance. I am alone, waiting to pull a curtain for the first scene change into Macy’s, and the show has started.  The past hour has been a rush of pincurls, liquid eyeliner, wigs and costumes and hat pins (oh my).  I’ve picked up my fake $20 from the prop table, with which I will buy my daughter a hat in a few minutes’ time; passed the gentlemen doing their nightly improvised offstage dance to the opening number; and now I just stand, and breathe.  And smile.

Thank you.

Every morning that I wake up and realize I get to do a show (or two) seems to be the best day of my life.   My holidays will be spent performing, doing what I love with a wonderful group of artists… and tonight I will light up the longest night of the year, singing.

I am grateful for my many blessings, including my fabulous friends here in NYC, gainful onstage employment, gainful offstage employment!, wellness, shelter, food, and a seemingly endless list that grows daily.  This year I am also newly aware of the bittersweet, as I will be away from my amazingly supportive family for the first time.

In this season of darkness and a sleeping world, we celebrate with LIGHT and JOY and ABUNDANCE – how fitting!  Happy Holidays – whomever you worship, however you observe – to you and yours.