A letter from January 10th, 2018

January 10, 2018 Hey Babe, I hope everything is going well for you. You hopefully have a tall, sweet and hot husband. And maybe you’ve had a kid or two. Are you pregnant? If so take care of yourself because you are eating for two. Y’all should have stable jobs. Did you get your dream? Or some form of it? Broadway or Hollywood or touring. Whatever you are doing I hope you are happy, you deserve it. If you’re not happy at least you are content. But don’t settle. Take care of yourself, love. You are beautiful, be confident in it. Surround yourself with positive people. Remind yourself everyday of what you are worth. You deserve equality. Men and women were created equal. Love others, share the love. If it seems like your children run your world remember to take some time for yourself. Anyway, here in the world of 2018 boys suck. People suck. Life sucks. Get over it. Your past does NOT define your future. Prove them all wrong. You were made to be great. Theatre life is hectic right now… we open Phantom Tollbooth tomorrow. Goodness, the drama with costumes and mics or whatever. You probably will miss it a little. Well don’t. The children’s show is a nightmare and the directors have no idea what they are doing. But Zombie Prom rehearsal starts next week. I’m super excited for that. It’s going to be the best show this year. You have the biggest part of any underclassmen. You’ve got talent. A speaking role as a sophomore in a small cast musical, you are AMAZING. Theatre is the life. Love, Lizzy