She's an Angel

Little sweetheart, I'm down the shore in previews for a new play. We had our first two on Thursday, another last night and one more this afternoon before opening later this evening. There have been little receptions at the theatre post-show the last two nights. Yesterday, I met a very nice couple and they turned out to be called Linda and Mike - just like your parents! (your mom just let me know that she is coming two weeks from now all the way from NorCal).

The night before that I was sitting in the lobby during the first reception. I'd found a seat sort of off to the side and was just relaxing. I was pretty beat, animated conversation going on all around me. They'd tuned into some internet radio stream in the booth and were playing it on speakers in both the lobby and theatre. It was some sort of Light 70's Rock kind of thing - James Taylor and Jackson Brown. I was expecting to hear Boz Scaggs any minute. But suddenly I recognized something else. A song I'd sung for you once. A song I'd told you I would want at our wedding if we could someday have one. A song that is very much yours and brings me to tears.

I quickly got up and slipped past everyone in the crowded lobby and found my way into the now empty theatre where I could hear better. It was Van Morrison's "Tupelo Honey". It was right at the quiet part where he begins talking and before it builds to climax. I lay there on the floor of the stage and sang along with the chorus which repeats "She's an angel!" over and over and over again. And I cried for you, my little sweetheart. Just like always. I cried with love and gratitude. I cried with longing to be with you again and forever.

You're an angel now, my little sweetheart. An angel of the first degree. How I long to fly to you. Love you forever. Until that day! Until that day...