Our recent road-trip around the USA Pacific Northwest was centred specifically around going to a concert at the epic Gorge Amphitheater.
My favourite singer-songwriter of all time, Brandi Carlile, was playing and there was no way I was missing her show at a venue that’s considered to be one of the most scenic concert locations in the world.
Emmylou Harris was one of her incredible support acts and during her set, as she was introducing a song and strumming the chords on her guitar, she said something along the lines of: “This next song is one I wrote about 30 years ago, when I was feeling very melancholic. What I didn’t know back then, was that life was going to get way, way worse for me.”
The audience roared with laughter.
“It gets better though”, she added. “Everything is okay in the end. Each new day can surprise you.”
My son, who was sat on my knee, turned to me and said, “Why are you crying, Mummy?”
“Because what she just said was so beautiful and wise and true.” I replied.
It does get better. In one way or another. And I don’t mean that to sound too surface-level or pithy, because I realise that sometimes, life is horrific and hard and people — maybe you — suffer unimaginably. But things do change. Life ebbs and flows. And most things turn out ok in the end. Maybe not in the way you think or hope they will, but they mostly do.
Over and out.