Day 8

A Moment

That's vague.

My mom came to WSU for mom's weekend my freshman year. The school sets up all sorts of events, but the majority of them, you have to pay for. The big event that year was Elton John. He was performing for two nights (because one just isn't enough for Elton) at Beasley Coliseum (our performing arts arena for non Cougs). Tickets were OUTRAGEOUS, and there was no way a poor college kid could afford $100 seats.

My uncle called me right before my mom was supposed to get into town and after a brief conversation, surprised me with informing me that two tickets would be waiting at will call under my name for the show. It was amazing. I was (and still am) very grateful.

When my mom got into town, I didn't tell her a thing. The show wasn't until Saturday (Friday) tickets were LONG AGO sold out) and so we did our normal thing for the first night. She kept saying how sad she was that she couldn't go to the concert because she loved Elton John and I was getting more and more antsy. Saturday afternoon came and I needed an excuse to get my mom to dress up, so I told her I was taking her to a fancy dinner. We got ready and she thought we were taking the bus to the restaurant (neither of us had cars). I was (I'm now over it) terrified of buses, and so when I started walking up the street away from the bus stop, she thought it was because I was just scared. She tried to make me turn around but I just kept walking towards the Coliseum (I lived about 100 feet from it). When she just stopped and said she wouldn't keep going unless I told her where we were going, I told her we were going to the concert and she thought I was being mean and making it up, but just to call my bluff, she walked with me all the way to the arena. She kept telling me it wasn't funny and we should go and she was just getting more sad that she couldn't go. It wasn't until I walked up to will call and the guy handed me two tickets that she realized I was serious. It was amazing. She looked shocked and so happy. It was such a good feeling.

We walked around and looked at all the merchandise before going to find our seats, and when we walked in, she immediately started heading towards the nose-bleeds. But I stopped her and when we started walking down towards the stage, she was just getting giddier and giddier. Finally, we were on the floor and I swear she was almost crying. Our seats were in the 4th row.

That day, that moment of seeing the best kind of surprise on her face, was incredible.