I was eight years old the first time I ever saw a professional Broadway show. And what did I see?
My mom took me to see Annie at the Fisher Theater in Detroit. I loved it. And still do.
This past weekend, I got a chance to see it again, more than 20 years later and it resonated as much now as it did then. Say what you will. But Annie is full of hope and optimism despite her troubling life.
I don't expect to get adopted by a Daddy Warbucks...I'm holding out for Sugar Daddy.
Kidding.
But it reminded me that sometimes despite everything, you've just got to believe that tomorrow the sun will shine.
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