This is not a Bucket List.
If I were to create a Bucket List, opening for Christopher Williams would be on it.
Last month, I got to check that item off of my unofficial list, as CW returned to our church to play an acoustic set. We called ourselves, "Rachel & The Holywaters." (Rachel Schmidt & The Holowatys didn't quite have the same ring to it.) Chris, Rachel, and I rehearsed in our living room for several nights, perfected harmonies, drank wine, and made each other laugh.
Performing was icing on the cake.
Once again, Christopher Williams hit it out of the park with his one man show. Guitar, percussion, harmonica, and those stories! What once were tales from the road have now turned in to tales of his toddler son's first two years and life through the eyes of a first-time dad. One of my favorite moments was watching the two Chris's (him and mine) sitting on the floor, deep in conversation. You could swear they were related or, at the very least, gave each other styling tips.
My husband doesn't have a Bucket List either, but if he did, perhaps an audience with one of his favorite authors would be on it. For his birthday last December, I bought him tickets to see Anne Lamott at Playhouse Square. Ten days ago, we sat five rows from the stage, dead center, listening to this adorable, self-deprecating humorist with her signature dreadlocks. Not one thing she said was outside our reach. She was, as she is in her writing, honest and messy and relatable.
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During the Q&A portion of the lecture, Chris went to the microphone and asked Lamott about grace. I recorded her answer on my phone, which you can watch here.
Bucket List or not, we thank the good Lord for giving us moments of absolute joy and wonderment.
"Laughter is carbonated holiness." - Anne Lamott