Good Riddance (time of my life!)

Man it’s been a busy few months. I feel like I have barely had time to breathe, let alone write anything. So this blog post is rather overdue!

Megan and I went to see Green Day in May. It was amazing. It’s hard to find the words to describe what it means to me to have been there together, singing at the top of our lungs. For me, there is music, and there is music. Most of it I don’t care that much about, but some music really means something. It’s not just because the band is cool and the lyrics are good, but because of what it connotes. 

I started listening to Green Day the year I started university – 1995. It was a watershed year for me. I separated from my husband and made a decision that I needed to get serious about this growing up business – I had a 3 and 6 year old after all. Every day I would drop the kids off to school and pre-school, and then my day would be my own. I’d catch the bus to uni, and on the way, I’d plug into my Discman and switch my brain from Mum to independent young woman / student. The bus was like my transition zone, and Green Day was my companion in that transition. Green Day was the soundtrack to my changing life. 

Later, Green Day accompanied me while I struggled to get fit and lose weight – at first treadmill running with my Discman and then with my cherished iPod brick. It was always my go-to music to lift me up when I needed a boost. 

And of course my kids grew up listening to Green Day. It’s something Megan and I had in common when she was an emo teen. It must have been horrifying for her to share her (very uncool) mother’s taste in music. 

Being at the Vector “Spark” Arena together, singing along to every word, was powerful. It moved me to tears. And it was a really great concert – so epic to hear them live … I’d say one of the best times of my life.

Next post … all about the good riddance part…