This pic was taken sometime around 2017 while I was out with my family during our routine walk around the city. I remember passing by the St. James Theater every weekend after church and feeling insanely excited because I couldn’t wait for this show to premiere. I couldn’t wait to see the girls again. I just couldn’t... wait.
I wanted to pull that door open. I felt like Little Anna when she was knocking and begging Little Elsa to open her door. And Anna knew Elsa was worth it... so she waited. So did I.
That same excitement and anticipation kept me sane throughout periods of depression I’ve experienced in South Korea when I relocated and left home for the first time. The first few months were rough and I was so homesick... but I knew I had something to look forward to. When the time finally came for me to go home the following summer to visit and watch the show with my family and two of my best friends, I felt whole again. The show was everything I’ve ever wanted and wished for. I was home.
But now... it’s time to say.... goodbye? Is that... the proper word? How do you say goodbye to a show - a family - that gave you so much?
Thank you for opening the door to your world, Arendelle. Thank you for showing us what love is - that it’s powerful, ridiculous, tragic, reckless, gentle, beautiful, devastating... permanent.
Thank you for making NYC - my home - your home, too.
Elsa and Anna, I follow you around... I always have.
Some things never change, and this show, cast, location will always be home to me.
