Yesterday, I took Tim to his first concert.
I chose Day Three of Lollapalooza for a few reasons:
- It’s outdoors
- It has lots of different things to do other than watch bands, and lots of space to do them in
- The headliner was a band we both wanted to see
- Tim must stay with Mom at all times
- We aren’t in a hurry, so no need to get frantic. We take our time from place to place
- If Tim says he needs to leave, we leave, no questions asked
Tim felt like royalty.
We explored the grounds and had something to eat before we camped out at our first venue for the day. Guards was the band, and after an initial shock at exactly HOW loud it would be, Tim bounced and bopped and danced along with the crowd when he felt like it, and sat down when he felt like it.
We watched two bands, then took another stroll, had some ice cream, and strolled back to the main stage (the one behind us in the picture above), and camped out on the lawn-covered hill on the right to see Tegan & Sara. Officer Julie checked in by text a few times to be sure we didn’t need an escort back to the train, but Tim had been doing fine. Then, from our venue, Tim could see the masses stream in. Yeah, it looked like this:
As I lie in bed last night, exhausted, I realized I’d learned something about our new normal with Tim, since he’s been home from residential, and since he’s been stable. First, Tim is no longer a child. He really is a young man who acts like a young man and can have some responsibilities like any young man should be able to have. Second, Tim is able to process and manage experiences when he knows what to expect, and he wants to try them badly enough. Third, Tim is super cool to hang out with. I highly suggest taking Tim to a festival. He’s kind, courteous, affectionate, and concerned for your well-being. Plus, he’s kinda cute.
I will always be vigilant when it comes to Tim’s stability. I guess I can do away with the hyper vigilant, however. I need to let him grow up. I’ll try.