Sure enough, there they were. Seventeen people, who had come to see me on opening night. Fantastic. Okay, the show was FUN. It might not have been brilliant or perfect, but by jingo, it was fun.
Celebratory beverages were had.
Coming home, I took deep breaths of the honeysuckle, of the night-blooming jasmine, of the hibiscus just starting to wilt. I realize - I live in paradise, truly I do.
Only this: You weren't there to share it with me.
Oh, but to have had you with me, tonight, cheri.