Warm Fuzzy

I was listening to Achtung Baby today. U2's Zoo TV tour was my very first concert ever, and they were, are, and will forever be my most favorite band. That concert was a birthday gift from my brother - I was 17, in my senior year of high school, and my brother was 20 and in college. He had moved out of the house, and I think this was the beginning stages of our transition from siblings to siblings and friends. My brother has never been particularly vocal about his affections, but I've always known, through his conduct over the years both before and after this birthday gift, that he loved me and would do whatever it took to protect me if and when necessary. So when he asked me one morning, maybe a month before my birthday, if I wanted to go to the U2 concert, I was thrilled. Sure, it was the prospect of my first concert, and going to see my most favorite band, but a huge part of it was knowing that he and I would be doing something together, just the two of us.

Of course, having awesome floor seats, about 25 yards or so from the end of the "catwalk" part of the stage didn't hurt either.

I still have the t-shirt I bought at that concert more than 13 years ago, though it's tucked away in the bottom of a drawer and isn't worn anymore. To this day, that concert is probably the best present I have ever been given, and only a little of that is because of my boys - Bono, The Edge, Adam, and Larry.