Yesterday my sister and I went to see Wicked.  Oh was it fun.  So clever and entertaining this show is a must see. It was my gift to her for Christmas, because why the hell do we need more stuff when we can go arm and arm down 51st street toward a wonderful day to remember.

My sister has been known to say that angels walk the earth and are called friends.  Yesterday at that performance of Wicked we met a woman who could clearly be called an angel walking the earth.

At intermission she walked up to us and said to my sister, “Is that a wedding band on the chain around your neck?”  She told her it was and the woman showed her a wedding band on a chain around her own neck.  It had been transformed into the form of a heart.  Her late husband had it made for her out of his wedding band, the one he didn’t want to take with him when he left her.  She couldn’t believe that some people actually bury them with their spouses, Terri couldn’t believe that either.

Then they exchanged a look, that look that only grieving women can exchange with one another, and she gave my sister a hug with eyes filled and walked away.  Our eyes filled as we looked at each other and agreed that Honey was there, no doubt about it, and always.

Up went the curtain for the second half of the show and we sat mesmerized by the performance and warmed by the intemission’s chance meeting with a stranger angel.  Then the moment of the breakout song of the show, “For Good.”

To say there wasn’t a dry eye in the place when these two wonderful singers belted out;

Who can say if I’ve been changed  for the better?

But because I  knew you

I have been changed  for good

would be an understatement.  But I know like I know that there were two women, two complete strangers who were changed for good.  By their loves, by their loss, and by their chance meeting in a theater on 51st Street.