I woke up this morning at 4am, because I love my husband that much.
I got ready, made sure the house was spotless and all his surprises ready for when he comes home, took care of the dogs, grabbed my bags and was at the airport by 5am!
I don’t know why I always have granny glasses in pictures.
I barely had time to stop at one of the food counters and buy a breakfast wrap of jasmin rice and egg. It was so good, minus the wrap. I got free apple juice on the plane, and it made for a lovely breakfast.
When I finished breakfast, I read a fun little historical novel about Abigail from the Old Testament. It was fun to get to read just because, and that was the book I got from Mrs. Wallace.
By dawn, I was in Dallas already!
I slept all the way from Dallas to Philadelphia. That’s unusual for me because I get so jazzed up traveling, but I have been exhausted from so many projects. At Philadelphia, I had enough time to eat the sandwich I had brought from home (gluten free toast with peanut butter and date honey from Israel).
Philadelphia was really frustrating because they changed my gate FOUR times. That’s really hard for a Deaf girl, cochlear implants or not. It made me crazy! But I stayed cool, asked for help, and someone wrote the final gate on my ticket and walked me there (way better than the time they wouldn’t let the plane take off until I read the seatback safety card in Braille).
But then it got really scary! For the flight from Philadelphia to Connecticut, we had the smallest plane since the Wright brothers!
Seriously, it had only 7 rows of seats!
I don’t use my cochlear implants in airports or on planes, really. This little plane was so loud that I could feel it in all my bones!
Also, the tray table had a sticker on it with a paragraph of words that said “Let us know if you can’t read English”. I am sure that has been helpful to many.
I spent this flight talking with my seat mate about DNA proteins. He was on his way to a college internship to because a molecular research scientist something or other. When he realized I knew enough to follow along his conversation, he got really excited and shared all kinds of fascinating things (some of which I almost could understand). I told him about my connexion 26 protein deficiency that causes my hearing loss, and he played with my cochlear implants for a while. Things get a little intimate on a plane that small.
When we finally arrived, I had a rental car waiting… but no luggage.
I don’t care about clothes, but I had my favorite jeans from mom, some of her jewelry, my new running shoes, my journal, and ALL of my cochlear implant gear. This means I have no way to charge my cochlear implant batteries, and no replacement backup batteries. That’s what really could make me cry. I have flown a thousand miles to HEAR the musical Nathan and Scott have written, and now we don’t know if I can. I can read it, and some of the actors even are fluent in sign language (big deaf population in New York), but I came specifically to hear it with the music. Sadness. So Nathan and I got down on our knees and said a little prayer for my bag to be found and delivered quickly. In the meantime, I have taken them off and won’t use them again until tomorrow night for the show.
But Nathan didn’t know I was coming!
It was the greatest surprise ever!
It is exactly a year since we first met in the park that day, and today was like reliving the experience!
I was able to find the O’Neill Center campus easily enough:
I was so excited to surprise Nathan, who did not know I was coming.
Right as I got there, he texted me about what a hard day he had. He has loved his experience there, but even I know as a writer what an intensely emotional experience editing can be. The refiner’s fire burns, and Nathan and Scott have worked so hard for so long.
That’s part of why it is amazing, though.
That’s why the show is amazing, and that’s why the musical theater conference is amazing. Everyone involved is working so hard!
So he texted me, just to say it was a rough day and that he needed a hug.
I told him to ask Scott (his composer).
He laughed and said no, that what he really wished for was an Emily hug.
Right then I pulled up in front of the building where he was sitting, and said “wish granted”!
It was so crazy amazing!
I even got my official ticket to the show tomorrow night! Look! There is his name!
It was so good to see him, and super fun to meet more of his theater friends. I love getting to see more of his world! He shares so much, and we stay so connected, but what a miracle to get to be here and share his world! He always shares his writing with me, but having the full cast and an audience is a different experience!
We had to part again because he is still working, and had a fancy-pants meeting with producers and sponsors and O’Neill lovers. While he did that, i found a store with the basic necessities. I did look up online the update on my bag, and was surprised when it said “closed”.
Nathan called them to see what “closed” means, and they told him it means the bag is being delivered right now.
However, it is 11pm and we have yet to see it, so who knows.
It was so fun to go pick Nathan up when he finished with his meetings, and I loved seeing the charming place where he has been working and writing.
Now we are together again, me and Nathan, as it should be.
Me and Nathan and Nathan’s musical, that is.
All teasing aside, what an amazing thing to see the whole musical put together, script and score, music and lyrics, cast and directors. Nathan and Scott have worked so hard, and so many dove into bringing it to life this week.
I. Cannot. Wait!