Picture this: A small-town Floridian, dreaming of the bright lights of Broadway, finally gets her chance to witness the magic of theater. That was me, nineteen years ago, stepping into New York City's Gershwin Theater for the first time to witness the mesmerizing world of Wicked. From that moment, I knew my life had changed forever. As we celebrate the 20th anniversary of this landmark musical, join me on a sentimental journey back to when it all began. From the verdant wonder of Elphaba's transformation to the heartfelt journey of Glinda, Wicked stole my heart and never gave it back. After watching it a whopping 14 times, I've been on the journey from timid audience member to a season ticket holder of the national tour. This love letter to Wicked is also an ode to all those who've nurtured my theater passion. A shout out to my friends Carl and Brian, who first planted the seed of Broadway love in my heart. Join me as I celebrate Wicked and the transformative power of theater, and encourage you all to experience this magic by supporting the arts, Broadway, and its many charities. Support the show