I am so lucky that I was able to see The Driftwood Bridge yesterday. It picked me up, stretched me out, broke me open, and put me back together. I didn’t expect to sob for so much of it (any of it really). I didn’t expect to feel so much around my own experiences of being a child, growing up, being a parent and now having old parents – the tables have turned. I’m not sure what The Driftwood Bridge now holds in store, I can just hope that the world has a chance to see it.