My family matters. Definitely. Yet, I feel that I have quite a few families in this world.
My
literal family is connected by DNA, flesh and bones, and some ridiculously good cooking courtesy the parental figures. Rachel had Prom, and I had the closing night of Bye Bye Birdie and so the whole family came up. I feel so blessed to live in a family that actually cares about what the other person is doing. When Rachel and her super hott date walked out for the promenade we screamed at the top of our lungs. Probably the loudest cheer all day. Thank goodness she looked so great and totally deserved all of the uproar.
Then we have my
theatre family. The place where I live when I am not living at my house or apartment. I would like to emphasize my
Birdie family. A family filled with tears and love. Here is a shout out to my best friends in the cast.
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A seventeen year old, a fifteen year old, a ten year old, and an eight year old. Odd that I could hang out with these people any day? I would have thought so too, but give my a tank of gas and I will head straight to Ogden and spend the day with these cool cats whenever I get the chance. Then I have my
Utah State theatre family. Oh yes! My best friends in the world live here. I am excited to keep working and living up here for the summer.
Here is a shout out to my
roommates! The girls that keep me going, and hear me rant and rave about politics, and are even my friends when I am sick or tired or riotous.
To my family of
friends, my army, my rock, my fortress. Thanks for not leaving me behind on the worst ski day of my life. For coming to my shows. For giving me a ride home because you know we can talk for hours without listening to a drop of music. And most definitely for dressing up like superheros in celebrating our youth.