Sam Sang Just Like David Byrne
Sam sang just like David Byrne. He made the same weird faces and did the same odd dance moves and my mom watched him and waited for him to do something great. We were all waiting. He used one hand and moved it up and down the other, tapping all the way.
Then it came to the great part at the end, everything is building and David Byrne says, “And you may say to yourself, ‘My God, what have I done!?’” And as Sam sang he went down on his knees, throwing his head back and yelling in the same David Byrne affect, “MY GOD, WHAT HAVE I DONE?”
And I just watched my mom laugh and giggle and cheer. We all cheered and I watched her see that this was my guy. This was the good one, he would stick; the one that sold it out at karaoke with my sweet, goofy mom.
Maybe I do get to write a love story. Maybe I get to write the story of how lucky I am to have found the man I did. Maybe I get to write it and live it.