We drove up Kennedy Road instead of the usual route up Hurontario, me hoping to avoid as much traffic and road construction as possible. I had texted my daughter earlier in the day when she was at school, to ask her if she had wanted to see a movie tonight, and she did. So there we were, driving and chatting on the way to the movies. Earlier that day I had heard that a live concert recording (and behind the scenes) of Ed Sheeran would be showing in some movie theatres so I had excitedly looked to see if it was playing anywhere near us, and it was. I was surprising her.
We talked about school – rather, she talked and I listened, for the most part. She had thought she hadn’t done well in a couple of tests a couple of days ago, and was lamenting that she didn’t feel “smart.” “But you are smart, what about your art, or your music?” I asked. “No, I mean smart in something logical. What will I be able to do with art? Very few artists are successful. Everyone’s creative, it’s not really a big deal” was her response.
I was reminded that we often take our gifts for granted and assume because they come easy to us, they must come easy to others as well. Our gifts, or combination of gifts, are unique.
We watched the movie, and she enjoyed it (I did too). I thought back to the time I had dropped her and her friend off at the Air Canada Centre to see Ed Sheeran in concert. The tickets had been a birthday present; it was her first concert without me. When I had returned to the venue to fetch them afterwards, she was so excited and so inspired. She knew she wanted music – in some way or form – to be a part of her future. She had found her place. She has spent countless hours in her room playing guitar and singing. We even got her set up with voice and guitar lessons and she successfully played her first live performance. And then, with the start of high school the following year, the dream was beginning to fade and she was questioning everything.
When we exited the theatre after the movie, she said, “I need to start saving my money so I can go to more concerts. I realize how much I want to be in music when I’m there.” I hadn’t expected this to happen, but I was glad it did. She was connecting to her heart’s desire again and working out a way to keep the dream alive.