I wanna hold your hand. - The Beatles

This weekend I went to a concert by the Fab Four, a Beatles tribute band. One of my parents best friends turned 65 and his children all wanted to take him to this concert. He is a huge fan of the Beatles just like my Mom. When one of his children couldn't make it to the concert he graciously asked me. I was honored to go. Experiences like this one, really help me feel closer to my folks.
Well, the group did not disappoint. The band opened up the concert with "I Wanna Hold Your Hand". It seemed so appropriate because I was overwhelmed with emotions walking into the theater. My Mom would've loved to go to that concert. This may sound odd, but in three or four experiences I have felt my parents presence and felt their hand in mine. When it happens it does make me tear up because I don't want it to ever end. I also only tell my husband about it, because I don't want people to think I'm strange. That night, I felt her hand in mine. It was awesome!
As the concert went on, I realized I was a huge Beatles fan too. Turns out when we were growing up my parents and their best friends would play this music along with some other oldies bands, and through osmosis the children retained all lyrics in our memory banks. I can't remember where I placed my keys most mornings, but I've got the words to Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da locked down in the forever vault.
The last tender moment of that evening that I would like to share is about my dear friend who I have known since we were 12 or 13. She is her dad's # 1 fan and has a passion for music just like him. We have been through every significant chapter of life together and have been there for each other like sisters. At some point during the night I swear she felt me getting choked up and pulled herself away from enjoying the concert to perform the smallest of gestures that meant the world to me. She reached over and held my hand. It was during the song, "I Get By With a Little Help From My Friends'. Ironic, I think not.