#24 Goodnight, Lovely Little Lady.

Goodnight, Blanche.

All I have left of you is a flowery handkerchief, a pink dress that has been ripped to pieces, and the memory of walking in your shoes. 

I can now begin to allow your words to slowly fade from my memory.  You can now go back to the beginning of the play with the hope that you possess to rest and breathe easy again.  A new actress will find you there, waiting.

I will miss your voice.  I will miss the way you enjoy articulation to a point of sport.  I will miss seeing the world from your perspective, your intelligence, and your sense of humor.

Thank you for existing. 

What a lovely impact you make on the world, time and time again.  You handle great tragedy with such grace and dignity.  I have truly enjoyed riding your rollercoaster of emotion each night.  Thank you for giving me permission to search my soul for the ability to present you as honestly as I possibly could.

Thank you, Blanche.

Goodnight.




http://youtu.be/nVn3vgBTV80  This is a link to the song, "Goodnight, Lovely Little Lady," performed by Bing Crosby.