He walked to center stage and took a bow. He then proceeded to raise his baton causing the musicians to ready their instruments. She already knew what was coming, Spring. The first of the Four Seasons by Vivaldi. She always loved Spring. The music was joyful, hopeful, and inspiring. It was what she listened to when she needed a pick me up to get through the hard days in college. That was the time her life really changed.
When she was twenty, and a Junior in college, her parents passed away in a house fire. She was devastated. Her parents were the world to her, being an only child she got all the love they had to give. But they were not like most parents with only one child. They did not smother her. They let her find out who she was. When they passed she forgot who she was, who she became. It felt to her as if she was a newborn child. In need of so much live and care to help her along the way. She found herself crying more and more everyday. Like a child would cry for their parents, for food, for attention, if something did not go their way. She almost dropped out of college. She would have if it wasn't for her father's words resonating in her head, 'Darling, whatever you do, where ever you are, always try your hardest and good things will come to you.' She felt bittersweet about these words right after her parents died. If she didn't go off to college maybe she could have saved her parents. They guilt was overwhelming. She drowned her sorrows in booze, lots and lots of it. Her friends worried about her, but she refused any help. Until one day when she met Samuel. Samuel was a normal college guy. He wasn't a jock and he wasn't a nerd. He was somewhere in the middle. Just normal. He was smart but not a showoff about it. Things came easily to him. He was a 4.0 student in the Business Department. Only a select few had that honor.
Samuel was the one that introduced her to Vivaldi's Four Seasons. After they went on a few, "Let's go get some coffee dates", you know those ones where you both don't drink coffee but it is the only excuse to ask someone out things, he asked her if she wanted to go see the Boston Symphony Orchestra. At first she was reluctant, it was something she did every year with her father and mother, she did not know if she could handle the emotions that it would conjure inside of her. After he asked her a few times she gave in, and said yes. Off they went on that chilly November evening. They sat in the balcony holding each other's hand that night. She was surprised that she never felt the sadness she was sure she would, instead she was the happiest she had been in months. Her favorite of the four concertos was Spring. It filled her with hope for her future. For what she could, and would accomplish. She smiled for the first time since her parents left her.
When she was twenty, and a Junior in college, her parents passed away in a house fire. She was devastated. Her parents were the world to her, being an only child she got all the love they had to give. But they were not like most parents with only one child. They did not smother her. They let her find out who she was. When they passed she forgot who she was, who she became. It felt to her as if she was a newborn child. In need of so much live and care to help her along the way. She found herself crying more and more everyday. Like a child would cry for their parents, for food, for attention, if something did not go their way. She almost dropped out of college. She would have if it wasn't for her father's words resonating in her head, 'Darling, whatever you do, where ever you are, always try your hardest and good things will come to you.' She felt bittersweet about these words right after her parents died. If she didn't go off to college maybe she could have saved her parents. They guilt was overwhelming. She drowned her sorrows in booze, lots and lots of it. Her friends worried about her, but she refused any help. Until one day when she met Samuel. Samuel was a normal college guy. He wasn't a jock and he wasn't a nerd. He was somewhere in the middle. Just normal. He was smart but not a showoff about it. Things came easily to him. He was a 4.0 student in the Business Department. Only a select few had that honor.
Samuel was the one that introduced her to Vivaldi's Four Seasons. After they went on a few, "Let's go get some coffee dates", you know those ones where you both don't drink coffee but it is the only excuse to ask someone out things, he asked her if she wanted to go see the Boston Symphony Orchestra. At first she was reluctant, it was something she did every year with her father and mother, she did not know if she could handle the emotions that it would conjure inside of her. After he asked her a few times she gave in, and said yes. Off they went on that chilly November evening. They sat in the balcony holding each other's hand that night. She was surprised that she never felt the sadness she was sure she would, instead she was the happiest she had been in months. Her favorite of the four concertos was Spring. It filled her with hope for her future. For what she could, and would accomplish. She smiled for the first time since her parents left her.
