As we approached the arena, a song that played on loop when my dad was dying and I was commuting constantly back and forth to the hospital came on the loud speaker. It was then I knew I was in for an emotional roller coaster with my dad right by my side.
The Dance had me shaking sobbing. The rest of the time I was smiling and singing and dancing and acting a fool and gently weeping. My eyes were raw on Saturday. I did not want to leave the Honda Center. I did not want this show to end. The show and Garth far exceeded my every expectation and those expectations were sky high. There was not a song I wished he'd sang but I literally would have sat there for as long as it would take if he chose to sing every song from every album. He is an incomparable performer with a voice like gold and I'm blessed I got to be a part of this. He hadn't been to California in TWENTY years! I don't have a grave where I can visit my dad, but I have moments like this where I can feel his spirit and it's almost religious. On the way home on Saturday and again on Sunday, The Dance came on the radio even though Garth is hardly ever even on the radio and I know my dad was with me.