Dear Taylor,
I need to thank you. Not simply for the gift of your music. But for the magic wrapped in the moments you gave me on the night of your concert here in St. Louis. Sure, you are talented….. I never doubted that. But what I didn’t know was how I would feel as I watched you through the eyes of my sweet girl. I cried at her awe, at the beauty of watching her wide brown eyes, her open-mouth, her sweet up-turned freckled nose. I knew these were seconds I wouldn’t get back.
She just turned seven. This was her first concert. Thank you for knowing and understanding the faith I and hundreds of other moms put in you that night. Your language was pure. You walked the line between sassy and mature – never veering into territory that would cause me to cover my girl’s ears. Thank you for being the kind of role model I can point to with pride… a talented young woman with spunk and sass…. who’s heart is clearly as beautiful as her face. Your mom must be so intensely proud of you. Heck, I was proud of you…. and you know how close we are.
You know how we experienced you? Holding hands… drinking lemonade….. singing along to your songs. She giggled. She marveled at the stage and the size of the trucks used to move you and your crew from one city to the next.. She asked 724 questions.
She trusted me.
She trusted me to know the songs, to lift her when she needed to be lifted, to hold her as she fell asleep in my lap as you sang your final song.
It was magic.
Thank you. My Taylor Swift concert experience *might* have been better than hers.
Love,
A Grateful Mom.
A special thank you to our friend Karla Shaffer and her daughter, Avery (a good friend from school) for allowing me to use the featured picture of Taylor – they had fantastic seats and their pictures of the night were amazing!
