Summer concerts

On any given summer night you used to be able to find me at a random outdoor country concert.

This past weekend was no different. I went camping with my mom and friends for a night and down the street we went to see Brantley Gilbert. My first show since the summer of 2019.

I’m pumped up and nervous at the same time. My friends are so understanding. We get to drive all the way up to where the entrance is because I have a handicap parking tag. We all joke that we have a “handicapper” with us so maybe we can get some upgrades. Just trying to make it fun.

Let me tell you, I’m exhausted before the show has even started. We walk in, grab a drink, make it up the 20 something stairs to our seats and I’m trying to play it cool.

The show starts! I can’t hear anything my mom or friends are saying to me. I can’t make out the words to the song so I’m not really sure what he’s playing but I’m just bobbing my head along to the beat. I can make out like every fifth word. This sucks.

I want to cry but I’m trying my hardest not to. This isn’t “normal” for me.

There was one song that came on the screen that basically like having closed captioning. It showed the words of the whole song so I got to sing along to that one. Otherwise the only other song I could sing along to was a cover of Simple Man because that’s one of my favorites and I know every single word.

Then we had to start thinking about leaving the show before the crowd because I just can’t walk fast enough to get out of there.

I’m so thankful that everyone I was with was so understanding. It was a fun night but it was definitely difficult to be there. We’ll see if I try it again. Summer concerts are my absolute favorite but for now I think I’ll have to take a break from them.

xo