I am a theater widow. For the past week, I have lost my dear husband to the mystery that is musical theater. When Jacob does a show, tech week is the lonliest 7 days of my life.
Many women can call themselves golf widows, hunting widows, video-game widows or football widows. For each new season, a new diversion takes a man far away from his loving wife into the wild adventures of male recreation.
If only I could be so lucky. I am alone here while my husband is at the theater singing scales and applying his eyeliner.
I am one of the few women who can relate… :)
I can relate as well. I Googled “theater widow” and found your blog. My BF is artistic director of a theater company, so it’s always something: directing, staged readings, endless phone calls, planning for upcoming seasons, seeing boucoup shows his friends/associates are in, going to theater-related parties (at which I always feel like a useless bore)…sigh. I love him, but sometimes I want him to just sit on the couch with me and having nothing to do with theater for at least a little while.
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