I brought my daughter to college ten days ago. She is our last with two older brothers.It is different with the last, or maybe it’s because she is a girl. Or maybe it’s me.
On August 18th , 2012 we went to a Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band concert. Her first Bruce concert was when she was nine. We were in the right place at the right time, with our lottery seats, a great number and a railing position in the Pit. I am the longest fan in our family and chose the railing spot right in front of Clarence. It was the best.
We went to the August concert as a family, to celebrate the beginning of her freshman year at college. Only two tickets were lottery seats. My husband and son were kind enough to opt out of Pit seats for tailgating. Our numbers were lucky with choice spots and my daughter wanted front and center.
The concert was amazing even in comparison to our other Springsteen events. My daughter’s highlight was being part of Bruce’s goofy interactions with his fans. With him pointing at her, and seeing his own intrinsic enjoyment of being able to give so much fun back to his fans. We were the lucky ones. We shared intimacy with the man himself, despite the other 65,000 others in the arena. At one point, when Bruce lofted into the stands, my daughter realized we weren’t the only ones there. My personal moment that night was the opportunity to share seven hours with my daughter, for the last time, when it would be different. And it was different this time, letting go.
My daughter loves school, her roommate, college life, and her teachers. I am back to work in a job I love working with kids. We feel fortunate to have our family. I appreciate every day. And I will always remember her words as we walked out of the Pit that night. In wonderment, she emphatically stated that this night was her most fun ever! She wished she had known Bruce longer, that I was lucky to have been listening to his music for a lot longer. I am very lucky.
Now, I do miss my daughter. And I feel some loss. But those seven hours! The four hours of standing in line, waiting, and the three hours of the most fun; feeling like Bruce Springsteen and the E Street band were there for just us, to make sure we had so much fun, that Letting go of Daughters is a lot easier after a Springsteen concert.