This summer Cady and I went to the Garth Brooks concert in Houston. The minute I heard he was coming to Houston I knew we would need to go. Last year she sang one of his songs in a local talent competition. I stalked my computer the day the tickets went on sale and landed us two seats.
I’ve always loved live music, and now I’m really glad I get to share it with her. There is something special about going to a concert with her. She LOVES music and she loves to sing.
We had a GREAT time. We danced. We sang along to almost every song. We clapped and cheered and were wowed by his performance. It is, hands down, the best concert I’ve ever attended. I was amazed by how he was able to basically hold the audience in the palm of his hand. Plus, you could tell that he truly loves what he is doing. He pulls the audience along with him on an amazing ride.
After one of his more popular songs, I don’t remember which one, the crowd erupted. The adoration was a physical presence. At that point, I looked over at Cady. Her face was determined when she whispered. “Someday I’m going to do that.” I knew that she didn’t mean soak in the praise of adoring fans. She meant that one day she will make people feel the way we felt that night. The way everyone did there.
Love. Happiness. Joy. Excitement. Amazement.
And right in that minute, I knew that she was absolutely right. Someday she is going to do that.