Keep your dreams, for in them lies Joy denied to men grown wise. ~ Edgar A. Guest
My friend Rena invited me to a Rock Show at her son’s school. I think tonight might have been the fourth year I have attended. It is always fun to see the students let loose, find a voice, and be a Rock Star for a few nights. I love to watch them rock out and have a blast doing it. Music is so fantastic for that. As an audience member, the songs are always familiar and bring back loads of memories. My friend’s son is now in the show and that is an added hoot to being there. He is one of the guys on the right in the blurry photo.
I do not always go on closing night but I love that experience. The Grade 12 students get to share what the show has meant to them and it always touches me. Tonight I could not help but think of two teenagers really struggling right now. Their dreams are dead. These kids were so pumped—it was, and always is, a fabulous closing testimony to the success of more than the hour and a half show. These kids end up experiencing what they say is the “time of their lives” and the “best part of their school time.”
I am not sure how many will go on to become rock stars or even musicians in a band or performers of some kind. Some may end up singing in a church; others will only sing in the shower in five years time. Life is funny. The dreams that are so meaningful at one point fade to black at another juncture in life. Joy sometimes is never realized.
On the way home, I said to my friend’s son who had performed in a Guns and Roses tune that one of the guys I went to school with went on to become a guitarist with Guns and Roses. He was impressed. When I said that I also went to school with the drummer of the Crash Test Dummies he said he did not really know who they were….oh wait, don’t they sing with really deep voices? You never know what can happen with dreams. I know both those guys were hooked on music then; who would have thought that they would have gone on to realize their joy?
Don’t grow wise too soon. Joy is something to aspire to, too.
Peace,
Suzanne
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