I know Ed Sheeran because of my son, Matt. Matt played the music for Thinking Out Loud for YouTube and then flamed out on the vocals. He said he just couldn’t do it.
I believe in my son. I said “Sing it an octave lower. You can.”
If it’s the song he wanted to do, I wanted him to do it.
I knew he could.
Everything he chooses that pertains to music is a win. He has an ear for the intricacies of music where mine falls deaf. I’ve learned in his young life to step aside. I’ve seen enough of what he can do….that I knew he could do it.
Then, I saw Ed Sheeran’s video Photograph.
It, of course, brought me to tears.
That Ed’s folks had so many home movies to make such a video is…beautiful. Can’t all of us parents do that? Maybe not with video, but in our minds? Or photos tucked into our back pockets of our jeans….or our phones. I hope so. Let’s do so.
In Ed’s video, I saw my little men. Matt. Ben. Growing. Stretching. Contemplative. Silly. Developing the sensitive, curious, intelligent, skilled people they’ve become.
My sons don’t look anything like Ed – no red hair, no glasses, no shyness.
But I see my boys none the less.
The video, and my sons, show me every day that we all matter. All of what is different about us is best.
Our stories matter.
We are human beings experiencing life. Collectively, we are all on a similar path. Where we diverge on the path is what makes our lives different…and interesting.