The morning of the show, we drove together, as we did so frequently this season: car rides where we planned and dissected and let the conversation shift between Listen To Your Mother and the rest of our lives. The lines separating LTYM from “the rest of our lives” aren’t so clear anymore, and I love that.
Before making our way to Saint Andrew’s, we stopped at the amazing Avalon Bakery. (Lots of A’s this year — Angelas, Andrew’s, Avalon.) They provided lunch for our cast the day of the show, including a vegan chocolate cake they personalized with a megaphone for us. Basking in the sunlight for our few last quiet moments before the rush of show day, we drank coffee. We made last minute phone calls and texts to make sure all of our kids and husbands — six kids between the two of us, but we each only have one husband — were on track to be where they needed to be.
When we arrived at Saint Andrew’s, it felt like home.
Maybe that seems silly, but from the time the Angelas checked out Saint Andrew’s for the first time, with our little preschool boys in tow, we’ve loved it. The vibe, the space, the staff who makes us feel like our production is as valued and rock-star-worthy as the bands that grace its stage the majority of the year.
The graffiti-painted barrels mean a little more to us this year. We spent hours meeting small business owners in the city this season, cultivating sponsor and charity relationships — but doing more than that. We heard their stories, too, stories that aren’t about motherhood, that weren’t on our stage on April 26, but stories that are part of the fabric of our show. We’re still so proud to represent the Metro part of Metro Detroit, but we feel connected to the city of Detroit more than we did last year, and it made our venue feel even more exactly right for our show.
We toasted this year’s journey.
While we finalized logistics — and maybe basked in the awe-inspiring moment of an empty theater awaiting our audience — our cast continued getting ready in the dressing room.
They were the embodiment of LTYM.
One of our favorite parts of the show is the weaving together of the individual stories to create a journey through motherhood, the way unexpected beauty and unfathomable pain knit together to show the strength of the human experience. Our cast, our stunning, stellar cast, wove together that way. Friendships formed, and the bond tied together each of the people in the dressing room with the threads of their stories, until those friendships seemed more like family.
With a year of production under our belts, The Angelas thought we understood how this year would unfold.
We were wrong.
The stories, the people, our sponsors, the relationships, our charity, the lights and microphones and sequins and prom dresses… each of those things is amazing in its own way, but putting them together, truly feeling and investing in every one of those things over the course of the 2015 season?
Listen To Your Mother is magic.
The Angelas may never be the same, and we are so grateful for that.