I just spent an amazing weekend at my undergrad for a drama alum reunion. I listened happily to people talk about supporting theatre, making theatre, rehearsals, projects, plays, etc. I love theatre. Love seeing it and reading plays and thinking critically about them. I love that my husband is a playwright.
But it was nice to be there without regret. For a long time I beat myself up about my decision not to pursue a career in dramaturgy. But I didn’t love it enough to make the necessary sacrifices. When it comes right down to it, I would rather spend my evenings writing and drinking tea and cuddling with the cat–or reading awesome inspiring books (like When You Reach Me & An Abundance of Katherines which I just finished OMG). I didn’t want to spend my days at work and my evenings at rehearsal, trying to build my resume and connections without pay or guarantee, seeing my husband when he wasn’t at his own rehearsals or classes.
It took me awhile to be okay with that. Really awhile. But when my beloved former profs asked what I was doing, I didn’t feel embarassed or guilty not to follow in their footsteps after all.
And they seemed really happy for me. I think when you’re doing what’s right for you, what makes you deep-down glowy, it’s evident.
That’s my wisdom for the day. So…who has yummy soup recipes?