Stephanie Pearce: At a Garth Brooks concert
A few weeks ago, I was given a gift for my birthday. It was one that I will carry with me for as long as I live. My entire family went to the Sunday afternoon Garth Brooks concert.
I know this might not be that big of a deal to most people because several people from Craig went to see Garth while he was in Denver. I saw several of you there as well as lots of pictures on Facebook. I didn’t hear any negative comments about his performance; he was amazing. I’m sure those who went, came home with their own great memories.
I have loved Garth Brooks since I was a teen. I listened to his music before he was a huge concert draw. I loved him before he ever sang “Shameless” with that rose on the awards show. I am a true fan.
When I was just beginning to drive, my friends and I would cruise town listening to him while drinking ice tea and eating sunflower seeds. We would sing along while others had no clue who he was.
When I was pregnant with my son, I was at a friend’s house on their couch while Garth played in the background. I was very, very pregnant and my friends gathered round to watch my son dance in my belly. He loved Garth. My stomach would move from side to side as he danced away to the beat. When the music would stop, so would he.
When my son was little, he loved the song, “The Thunder Rolls.” He had no idea what the song was really about, but he like the rolling thunder at the beginning and he would belt out the chorus.
When one of my Aunt’s died after a long fight with cancer, “The Dance” was played at her funeral. Her family held hands and cried.
When my daughter was little, one of her favorite songs was “Wrapped Up in You.” She would run around the house singing what sounded like the correct words at first, but if you listened closely, it was not. It was a kid’s version of what she thought the words were and it was pretty cute.
I don’t have a favorite Garth song because I can’t choose just one. I have so many memories associated with them. I can’t think of one that would mean more to me than the others.
I never saw Garth in concert in person until a couple o weeks ago. It was an amazingly emotional experience that I will never forget. His music has been so much a part of my life, so that in itself made the moment special. Then I squeezed my husband’s hand when Garth sang “Unanswered Prayers” and the moment became so much more special. I looked to my right and both my kids were right there. They were singing right along to this music I grew up on.
Tears leaked from my eyes as I soaked this all in. At that moment, even though I love Garth, it could have been anyone on that stage. I knew that with my son grown and out on his own, my daughter almost through with her junior year of high school, and the fact that life is so fragile, moments like this may not come too often if ever again. Moments like this are what I cherish and could make a great country song. I’m just lucky it all happened at a Garth Brooks concert.