Mumford & Sons.
The one earthly constant we have in this life is music. Whether you choose to acknowledge its influence in our lives, it’s there. It’s weaving through our adolescence, college years and as we transition into a life meant for adults - when we feel much like children playing dress up.
Standing in the middle of sold-out amphitheater in South Carolina, my heart was exploding with being in the moment.
This is going to win all the awards in the gross/PDA/affection category, but… T continually knocks my breath away with his ability to be in the moment. We should all seek to be this way: live in the now.
T bought tickets to Mumford and Sons ages ago, but this week he’s deep in the heart of Texas. So with the help of a lovely friend/co-worker, this Wednesday became girls’ night in a pasture. (Seriously, I’m pretty sure it used to be a pasture – possibly still is.)
My heart swooned over the lyrics, the atmosphere, the low-hanging moon and the handsome English accents. Erin wasn’t so bad herself.
I attempted to take a few videos to share with T - but then I absolutely heard his voice telling me to "put my phone away." (Happens a lot, man.)
Yesterday, I was at the office by 6 a.m. and had a working lunch meeting. When the clock struck 5:30, I was ready to head home - put on my pajamas and watch a few thousand episodes of The Golden Girls.
I'm so glad I didn't. I choose to live life so hard I forget I'm tired.