The headline “Rocker, 71, in Final Stages of Cancer” on AOL caught my attention. As a 23 year old who has a love for “older” music, my heart instantly starts racing when I see that someone between the ages of 60-75 is sick or has passed away. I clicked on the link and was greeted by the gut wrenching title. My heart physically hurt.
About an hour before I saw that headline, I was thinking about how much I love this time of year due to upcoming concerts. I thought back to December 2011, when I found out Jackson Browne made an unannounced appearance at one of Levon Helm’s Midnight Ramble sessions. I was angry and disappointed that I had put off attending one of Levon Helm’s shows for so long and began religiously checking his website for shows.
I was thinking of Levon Helm and how much I wanted to see him perform. The summer of 2012 will be the summer, I thought. And then I saw the headline.
For those of you who don’t know me, I am not the girl who cries. I am the girl who holds her emotions in. But I am not going to lie. I read that headline and started to cry.
I am a member of Generation Y. If I had the choice, I wouldn’t be a member. I will never get to see Mickey Mantle play baseball. I will never get to attend a Vietnam War protest. I will never truly know what life was like before technology took over. And now, I will never get to see Levon Helm in his element. And it is all because time was not on my side.
I am so incredibly tired of missing out on experiences because time was not on my side. I know I can not change the past. I know I cannot change the fact that I have missed out. But what I can do, is take advantage of as many experiences as time offers me.
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