Friday, March 18, 2011

Love is Perfection.

Today during One Act rehearsal, our director Dan, asked me if I was going to the improve show tonight. I had said that I didn't have a ticket and I wasn't really sure. He asked me if I heard anything about it and I said "not really?". He told me he was working house and that he would save me a ticket because I had to go. I didn't understand.


So at 730, me and my headache drug ourselves over to the black box.

The show was actually pretty funny. If I didn't have a such a bad headache (now, considerable a migraine) I would of laughed harder then I have ever laughed in my life before.


Then, right there in the middle of the show, one of my theatre-related friends, proposed to his girlfriend.

They have been dating for years. and I know for a fact that improve is his passion. And I'm pretty sure it is some what hers too. I hate to say, but I kind of saw it coming. It's kind of funny, because while they were on stage, improving about a pineapple, I said to myself, I bet there going to get married one today and be a great family. But it was still none the less, one of the most romantic events that I have ever witnessed.


Two people who love each other. Doing what they love. In front of all their closest friends and family.

A few blogs ago, I talked about how I was lost and confused by this whole idea of perfect. Tonight, it finally all made sense to me. Perfect is what you make. Pro-possing in the middle of an Improv show isn't exactly perfect for me. But Improv isn't my passion. But I bet, to those two, it was more then perfect.

We create our own perfect. We make it. We mold and shape it. We decided what is good and what is bad. We even have the power to change it.

And that is what love is. It is perfection. Love is simply finding that one person, who is willing to bend and grow with you, to create, your very own perfection. After all these years, and I finally understand it. It's amazing, how you can ponder your entire life, and then BAM! in one short second, you completely understand.

Perfect. The most wonderful feeling in the world.Feeling like you can fly. Feeling a joy and happiness so great that you could exploded. That sense deep inside of you, that nothing could go wrong. Some people might call it love. I call it perfection. Because that is exactly what love is, feeling like everything is perfect, even your doubts and falls.




Congratulations Marty Krois and Heather Eden.
I hope you find your ultimate perfection.


Rachel.

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