I just purchased my solo ticket to see Bryan Adams with Pat Benatar in October. I hemmed and hawed on this one. Do I buy two tickets and sell one last minute if I don’t find someone to go with? Usually, I go to concerts with someone but this time I bought one ticket. It was the only seat left in the section I was looking at. Sure, I could have searched for another section where there were more seats, but I am thinking this seat was meant for me. I think when I remember the lady who sat next to me at The Eagles Farewell Tour. She was happy and singing next to me just by herself. That is when I clicked on purchase.
As with every concert I go to, I pregame well in advance with my playlist. Today was no exception. “Summer of 69” came on and while singing my heart out I came to a stop when the lyric “those were the best days of my life” played. It made me stop and think, if I were singing this song, what would be the best days of my life? Did they come and go? What if I said I don’t think I fully experienced that yet? Maybe I have had snippets of times where I felt so at ease. Could those count? I don’t think so.
This thought took me further down the rabbit hole. I wondered what the best days of my parents’ life were. Like if you really asked people as they were getting older to think back without fear of hurting anyone. Maybe their best days weren’t when we were growing up. Maybe it was before we were here?
Back to me. I’ve had some good days- but best days? I am not sure. I hope they are ahead of me.
If I were older and telling stories and someone asked me about the time when… Made me realize I must go out there and make some best days, so I have stories to tell. So, as I end this thought another song came into my head..
“These are the days I will remember. These are the faces I want close. If everything changes and we’re not together. These days I will remember. These days I will remember. Sometimes you know it’s time to go. But you just wanna hold on, hold on. Sometimes you know it’s time to go. But you just wanna hold on, hold on Hold on..” – Tyrone Wells