This weekend I attended a concert with my oldest daughter that’s 21 years old.
Backstory is it was a small-ish indoor concert and the band is a combination of rap and metal I’d say. My daughter didn’t want to drag some of her friends as they aren’t into that and was going to go alone and my husband I guess told her to ask me. Of course I said yes, any time spent with her I cherish.
It was a long couple days. She’s in college which is 5 hrs away. When we got there we ate and then got ready to go to the concert. Then we drove home the next day.
Here’s some of my takeaway thoughts:
1. I am 50years old and was most definitely the oldest one there. 👵
2. It ended at 11pm and I’m never out that late. 🤓
3. Not my kind of music at all however seeing it live was pretty cool. 🎤
4. Seeing my daughter so happy and in her element was priceless. ❤️
5. This was my first concert I’ve attended without my husband. I was nervous but that ended once I got there and at the venue. ✔️
6. This is also the first concert I’ve attended completely sober. ✔️ I thoroughly enjoyed myself and happy I wasn’t drinking because I would have overlooked how excited my daughter was to see the band. She passionately sang and jumped around, it was great. ❤️ 🕺
7. This concert was standing only and we managed to get pretty close the second half of the concert, so close she could almost touch the lead singer. 🎤
8. She was so happy and vocal after the concert about how thankful she was we drove all that was for me to go with her. It was great to hear. 🥰
9. I slept like shit after the concert as I couldn’t calm down. Then the 5 hr drive home the next day. Slept well last night but still dragging….I guess it’s just my age. 😂🤓☕️
10. Lastly, I see she posted on social media pictures and video of the concert and it’s labeled “The best night of my life.” 😊
I feel whole and I never could have made this happen properly if I was still picking up the bottle every night. I’m still reeling in the rewards of that life changing event.
I’ve been vocal I’m not completely sober, but it’s also not a daily thought anymore and that I love. I didn’t even care I wasn’t drinking at the concert. So nice to be at a point in my life to say that. The struggle to get here was real.
Thanks for reading!
Jackie