Written by Rose
It’s 4pm and I’m sitting in the lobby of our daughters’ music lesson studio listening to them play electric guitar and drums along with their formerly-professional instructor (guitarist for some of rock’s biggest names).
Our youngest, Katie, taught herself the guitar part for Bon Jovi’s “I’ll Be There For You” by ear this morning and was excited to play it for Scott, her music teacher. I know, I know–Bon Jovi?! And for admitting that they’re playing Bon Jovi (of their own choosing) I’m going to be take a lot of grief as soon as this blog is published! But c’mon, Bon Jovi or not, it’s still pretty impressive that a 10-year old and 12-year old can play along to an iPod and the actual rock song and sound like they could be up on stage!
And so here I sit, listening to our two daughters “jam” with their music instructor- our 10-year old playing lead guitar, Scott playing bass and our 12-year old playing drums. Jon Bon Jovi’s raspy voice provides the vocals and my eyes are glistening. No, those of you who know me well, I’m not getting teary because they’re not letting me sing lead vocals! It’s something more.
Maybe it’s the impending birth of my cousin’s first child in October that has me craving the feel of a newborn in my arms like a phantom limb. Maybe it’s sunk in like a bitter sweet dagger that I’m beyond the age of having another tiny little one of our own again. Maybe it’s because our daughters are growing up into their own people with intellect, talents and dreams all their own and it’s my greatest joy just watching the “greatest show on Earth”- our children growing into young people.
And, as I sit here, I realize that maybe I’m literally hearing what The Big Man Upstairs is telling me: “Be a listener. Be a supporter-of-dreams. Be a teacher. Most of all, be right where you are- here. Be there for them.” Not a chance in the world I WON’T be there for them!
“I’ll be there for you/these five words I swear to you/When you breathe I want to be the air for you/I’ll be there for you. /I’d live and I’d die for you/Steal the sun from the sky for you/Words can’t say what love can do/I’ll be there for you.”
Epilogue, 4:20pm: the “band” has suddenly broken into Jem’s “Are You Gonna Be My Girl”… and just like that, the contemplative mood has shifted and I’m up dancing in the lobby! Yep, there’s much to dance about! You go, girls! I’ll be there for you!