The Time We Went to an Ellie Goulding Concert and Remembered Some Big Things

On Saturday I was having one of those days it feels like our differences outweigh our commonalities. It was spurred by a few conversations about what’s next for us. A year from now, we’ll have some big decisions to make about where to live—whether to rent or buy, whether to stay in the Bay area or leave. From there, I skipped in my head to how different we are—my old standby when I get frustrated. 

Then this husband of mine got my semi-introverted, quiet-craving soul out of the house at 8 p.m. and to an Ellie Goulding concert in San Francisco.

We goofed off all night, attempting Ellie’s dance moves, yelling like groupies (WELCOME HOME, ELLIE!), even taking selfies in front of the tour buses. It was such a departure from our regular life (not to mention a departure from our regular personalities!) that even in the middle of the floor, it felt like it was just the two of us.

And I was reminded that while I often am turning over in my mind God’s design in putting very different people together, there is something pretty magical to it. I may sometimes wish for an easier ride, but God had a plan that was bigger than me and my comfort zones. Bigger than my need for a quiet night at home.

Bigger than even an Ellie Goulding concert with thousands of screaming fans.

ellie2This wasn’t news to me, but sometimes you just need to remember.


Linked up with Simple Things Sundays and On My Heart

  • Haili
    April 21, 2014 at 9:21 am

    I’ve never heard of her…but I’m glad you got out and had some fun! That should be a mandatory thing moms have to do, I think. Go out and have some fun!

  • Ashley
    April 21, 2014 at 12:33 pm

    Its so good to get out and do something fun with your spouse! Wonderful!!! Have a blessed week!

  • Jules
    April 21, 2014 at 1:35 pm

    Glad you had a fun weekend with your guy (and good to know I’m not the only one who’s been focusing on lack of commonality when things get rough- I think it took reading this to realize and you’ve inspired me to stop!). I’ve been trying to decide whether to stay or leave the Bay Area for almost 9 years. The longer I stay, the harder it is to want to leave. Concerts in SF, the beach, museums, year-round park play- it’s been so fun to raise my kids here so far. Good luck in your decision making!

    • Erica Layne
      April 22, 2014 at 2:41 pm

      Jules – Sorry I am slow responding, but thank you so much for the sweet comment. I was encouraged to hear that someone else seems to fall back on that same old standby too. I’m still working on kicking mine. I think it’ll take a while, but at least we’re trying, right? 🙂

      And thanks for telling me a bit about your story, living in the Bay area. I’m curious where you live and whether you rent or own. Feel free to email me (letwhylead at gmail) if you want to talk more details. 🙂 I agree, though, it’s a really, really hard place to leave. My suspicion is that we’ll end up here for a good while longer, but we’ll see…

  • Haili
    April 22, 2014 at 2:13 pm

    So I was reading your “why being a boy mom rocks” but realized I couldn’t post a comment on it, because it’s an older post, I guess. So I will comment here. I love #3. It’s so true. It still makes me laugh that you even brought that one up. Oh but I’d have to disagree with the “boys screams are lower pitched than girls.” My boys can scream like the girliest little girl you’ll ever meet. Seriously. I have a recording of them screaming back and forth and laughing. It’s hilarious. It sounds like we have two large parakeets in our home!!

    • Erica Layne
      April 22, 2014 at 2:37 pm

      Hahaha, guess it just depends on the kid! Sorry – I was having a big spam attack on older posts, so I recently had to shut down comments on old ones. Bummer, but at least it worked! It was sweet of you to come comment here.

      So I just glanced over that post since you reminded me of it, and I’m so surprised at how much my boys have grown since I wrote that. I could probably add a dozen new bullet points off the top of my head. Boys are so funny. (And time flies!)