Last night one of the improv groups I am part of, took the stage for the last night with one of it's members that's dying of cancer. His name is Mike.
Before Mike gets chemo again, he wanted to really hit the stage without all the poison that may or may not kill him. Doctors basically say this is the end.
As I laughed and performed, I felt in a time warp. These men, that have been part of this group forever, whose only other girl member has been my friend Tanya and Lisa Kudrow, laughed and pimped out eachother having the time of their lives. We all did. It felt surreal.
Conan O'Brian who was part of the group years ago (I'm telling you, these men have enough hollywood talent and credits to fill a fucking stadium) showed up to support Mike. Instead, we made him play and it wasn't anything but pure joy. Mike was loved. And honored. And fully supported...like the true artform that is improv.
If I was dying, how would I want to be surrounded? For sure with love and laughter.
How 'bout you?
That was beautiful. Sorry I missed that show. xoxo
Posted by: Jerry-mahoney | October 09, 2011 at 08:25 PM
What you all did for Mike is what life really is all about.
And yes I feel the same. I would want to be surrounded by love and laughter and being able to do what I enjoy the most with the people I enjoy the most.
Posted by: jchutch9 | October 10, 2011 at 06:11 AM