Springsteen on Broadway was one of the most personally touching shows I’ve ever seen. I’ve been a fan of The Boss since 1984 when I was a twelve-year-old girl. Going to twelve concerts prior to his Broadway show set me up for the glory I anticipated.
This is a three part post. If you missed it, here is Part I. Below are parts II and III (where things get brighter). Shine on!
Months had slipped by since we had last spoken, so her unexpected, morning call alarmed me. “Margie? Is that you?” I inquired. Continue reading “Wolf Moon, Morning Boon, Grateful Dead Croon (Parts II and III)”
On January 2, 2018, I took down my 2017 Bruce Springsteen calendar and reflected on the past year. That eve, I thumbed through the pictures of The Boss and pages of my celebrations, holidays, events, and milestones. I wish I could report that I reminisced with a cup of cheer and shouted a “New Year, New Me” proclamation, but you can scratch that from the script. Instead, I continued brooding over last year’s heartaches, the ones I’d erase if only I penciled them in. I ended up building a bridge for unscheduled griefs and leftover letdowns to crossover to and stain my new Peanuts Gang, “Happiness is…” calendar. Continue reading “Wolf Moon, Morning Boon, Grateful Dead Croon – Part I”