So I've had this blog sitting here and every time I go to write in
it, I find myself taking out a pen and paper and writing letters. There
is something about writing to someone that feels much more personal. For
now, that is.
I never had a pen pal growing up, and now I find Bear's 99 year-old grandma my pen pal.
My
last letter to her, I talked to her about choosing happiness and the
ways in which I have been practicing that over the past few weeks.
Let's start with the concert I went to by myself in Las Vegas...if there is anything I would like all of you to do once in your life is go to a concert by yourself.
I went to see Alabama Shakes. A band that Bear had introduced me to.
I
fell in love with their sound from the moment Bear played their music
and so when I saw they were playing in Vegas, I felt it was my
opportunity. My opportunity to do something that would make me smile.
And
so I went and there I was, alone in a sea of people, feeling so many
emotions, that left me with just one by the end of the night. Complete
happiness.
It was everything I needed in that moment
of time in my life. Everything I could have hoped for. And so if I have
one recommendation, it would be for all of you to experience the same.
Go to a concert by yourself, take you on a date, and have the time of
your life.
