Always an Adventure

The weekend with Nathan in Connecticut was amazing.

He was so surprised to see me, and I loved meeting more of his friends.

We had a lovely hotel, enjoyed walks and dancing on the beach, kissed in the rain, soaked in the sun, climbed ocean walks, and watched his show.

It could not have been more amazing.

Yesterday he and Scott had fancy meetings for final revisions and discussion of orchestration for the musical itself and for the cast album. The cast album is the next step. We ever you buy the music for a musical, whether it is online or a CD or anything, and it says “original cast”, usually the most famous recording, that is the “cast album”. Their agent works with record labels to choose who will produce the album, and we try to find investors to help. It costs so much per hour per song, plus paying the actors and musicians. It is very exciting they have made it to this stage!

After a cast album, people will start buying it and that is how theaters all over the country and world decide to perform that musical. Over time the musical gains a following, hopefully enough to go into bigger and bigger theaters. Nathan and Scott are serious about their art, and don’t write fluff, and hope it goes to a nonprofit theater. That’s the goal.

Last night they had a meeting to begin their third musical, fleshing out the narrative arc and discussing characters and the unfolding experiences each character will have. It’s an amazing process!

This morning we woke right on time, with plenty of sleep, had our usual yogurt and berry and granola breakfast, and got ready for church on time. We were all ready to leave for sacrament, and we both got serious impressions not to go.

We doubted that, because when does Heavenly Father say not to go to church?!

So we had another couple prayer, and really received not just confirmation, but an urgency to go to the airport right away.

We double checked our tickets, and it seemed we had plenty of time.

We double checked the ward time, and realized they met at 10am instead of 9am.

Sadness. That would cut it too close, so we decided to just follow the prompting and go to the airport extra early.

I am so glad we did!

The GPS map on our phone, which had worked fine all weekend, became a mess!

It took us to FOUR different airports?! Who knew there were four airports in Hartford, Connecticut?!

If we had waited, we would have missed our flights.

As it was, after leaving a hat in the hotel and trying to find the car rental return, and making it through “international security” (even though we were only flying home), we barely made it.

Even that was an adventure. Because the O’Neill had booked Nathan’s flight, he was on a specific airline, and that plane didn’t have any seats left. So I had to get booked with flyer miles at another airline, and my plane was supposed to leave an hour after Nathan’s.

Except it didn’t.

Some kind of storm rolled through right after Nathan left, and they grounded all the planes. I didn’t take off for three more hours!

That is why I am in Chicago, and Nathan is in Dallas.

It has been our most hilarious adventure yet.

We wore our Sunday clothes, to help us remember the Sabbath, and did our best at eating the food I brought with us. He took some of it with him, and I learned that eating blackberries and milk at the airport is way harder than one might expect. He had a book to read, and I sent him some pages from my kindle that were from a President Monson book on leadership. I studied some Old Testament Hebrew, but not homework, and worked on memorizing D&C 9 because President Monson said to in that book I read and sent to Nathan.

We really did our best, this holy Sabbath.

It has been interesting because when I found out I was able to go on this trip and surprise Nathan, I knew that it was going to be a disaster. I felt that strongly, and told Nathan soon as I got there. There would be challenges to distract us from the miracle we were given, and we had to just stay focused on enjoying every minute and appreciating each other. I think that is really important, and we worked hard at it and really had so much fun. It was good practice at a true principle that we have learned, which is that real happiness does not depend on external circumstances.

I also found out that Nathan could have stayed two more weeks if he wanted, just to rest and write. No more performances, but he could have remained on campus as a writer’s retreat. I was upset when I found out, that he didn’t tell me that was a choice and we could have made it happen. But know what he said? He said, “I came here for the revisions and performances, and we did that part. My job now is to go home back to my family. Family is most important, and I need to be home. I can write from home if there is more to write. I choose you.”

I really love that man, a lot. More than salmon and broccoli, even.

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About Emily

I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints since 2009. I serve as a Chaplain, and work as a counselor. I got bilateral cochlear implants in 2010, but will always love sign language. I choose books over television, and organics over processed. Nothing is as close to flying as ballroom dancing - except maybe running, when in the solo mood. I would rather be outside than anywhere else, especially at the river riding my bike or kayaking. PhD in Marriage and Family Therapy, and currently doing a post-doc in Jewish Studies and an MDiv in Pastoral Counseling. The best thing about Emily World is that it's always an adventure, even if (not so) grammatically precise. The only thing better than writing is being married to a writer. Nathan Christensen and I were married in the Oklahoma City temple on 13 October 2012, and have since fostered more than eighty-five children. We have adopted the six who stayed, and are totally and completely and helplessly in love with our family. Nathan writes musical theater, including "Broadcast" (a musical history of the radio) and an adaption of Lois Lowry's "The Giver". He served his mission in South Korea, has taught song-writing in New York City public schools, and worked as a theater critic for a Tucson newspaper. This is not an official Web site of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

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