Tribute to Old Friends

I gave my first true standing ovation today. It's not that I'm stingy when it comes to praise, but most of the standing ovations I've given were somewhat coerced – the view was blocked by the person in front of me standing. Victim of a victim of a victim.
Watching my second Les Misérables performance in four days, I was every bit the crazed Les Mis fan. Tonight me and Chris were seated front row center. What an astounding difference that made. Every nuance of every emotion, every interpretation of every sensation was now visible to us.
I don't know if I'll ever tire of watching Les Misérables. It has been my companion for so long, constantly reminding me never to give up fighting the crusade, or not to stop loving those whom nobody loves.
So to all the Eponines, Fantines, Valjeans and Enjolras, thank you for continually inspiring me.

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