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March on Washington…

posted on: Thursday, August 29th, 2013

I wanted to take a moment to thank you all for your sweet words. I’m always so touched to know that you would take the time to post a few words about something I’ve done. So, I thank you all. 

What a day to commemorate! As I was going over it all in my head, choosing the memories to stamp into my mind, I kept seeing the tens of thousands of people sitting there…in the rain…waiting to hear these speakers and performers.  And then, I think I saw myself in a perfectly ironed 60s dress, with a cute, tightly pressed and roller-ed hairstyle, my dark sunglasses perched on my face, waiting to hear Dr. King! I hope I would have been there.  My sister-in-love said something so amazing to me last night. She had been watching documentaries about the March and re-researching it, and was struck by the way they got it all together. There was no social media!  The organizers then didn’t have Facebook or Twitter; they didn’t send out mass email to get everyone to Washington. They didn’t have an abundance of airlines, bus comfy bus coaches, and SUVs to race them to the city. They told each other, called each other, immobilized, car-pooled, took uncomfortable bus and train rides, walked if they had to, so they could make their voices heard in Washington, in the world, and in history…and 50 years later, they allowed me to climb those hallowed stairs, and stand on the backs of their sacrifices. 

My sister-in-love said to me, “Heath, I think I would have been there…(a moment of silence) I WOULD HAVE BEEN THERE! I hope I would have gotten on the bus too, and marched side by side with her.

Congrats America!  Even though we still have work to do – – A dream was dreamt…and I’m proud and grateful to be living it!

Dear London…

posted on: Sunday, August 11th, 2013

Dear London –

The time has come, and I must now take my leave. 

Allow me to thank you for quite a ride over the last 11 months.  When I signed up to do The Bodyguard, I don’t think I was aware how intense the journey would be – – I would have brought sturdier seat belts with me if I had known – – but, as I head back over the pond to our home, I’m incredibly grateful.

Within these past few months, the good Lord has taught me quite a bit about myself. Everyday wasn’t easy.  I must be honest. There were days I walked down the streets wishing I could click my heels and go home. But my ruby red shoes never worked, and kept me planted. Which was a good thing because, I was forced to hold on to the only stable person I knew… and that was God, and He did pull me through and blessed with me with an amazing experience.  He stayed close to me throughout this journey, and I’m grateful. He’s taught me quite a bit about myself during my stay here.  Above all, I’ve been reminded that He loves me and has encircled me with family and friends who support and love me unconditionally… and across miles. I knew they loved me, but this time has shown me how blessed and lucky I am to call them family…friends.

I’ll fondly remember the amazing audiences I had the opportunity to share with at the Adelphi Theater. Your people have been so kind and encouraging to me…and I’ve added a few friends, and many sweet memories to my life. I’ll never forget those amazing and talented people I was honored to call castmates.  It was a joy to share the stage and this experience with them.

My little Commander has had the time of his life. He’s grown so much while he’s been a resident here.  I pray that he will always remember his time in London, even if the memories are scant. To recall all the places he’s visited, all the playgrounds he’s raced around, the gardens he’s trampled – – would take more time than I have. But I thank you for entertaining him so well while he was here. 

Our “house manager” has loved being here so much that she doesn’t want to go home. She has a special place in her heart for you, and I’m not sure that visits here alone will suffice.

My sweet husband (I’m so grateful for him) has flown here over 22 times. The sacrifice he has made to allow me to be here is extraordinary.

So, I leave you.  I thank you and your sweet people. I will always remember my time here, and I know I’ll see you again…. I’ll keep a few pounds on my oyster card in case it’s needed.

Until then, my sincere thanks.

I Will Always Love You…London….

Fare Thee Well.

Heather Headley