on monday I flew to auckland to see stevie nicks live. by myself.
when I told people I was going alone their reactions were either a tad shocked or sympathy - like this was a sad thing.
Why is it that we feel we must have someone with us when we do/attend something, in order to do the things we enjoy?
if I’d told 17 year old Mary that she’d be in an unfamiliar city, in an unfamiliar venue watching one of her most loved familiar famous faces - I don’t think I’d be able to do it. flying alone freaks me out at times for starters.
so for shy, anxious old me, this was huge.
going it alone was the best thing I could have done.
It was truly one of the best nights of my life. I danced and I twirled until my feet hurt. I fell in love with my favourite artist all over again.
I threw myself out of my comfort zone and had so much fun doing so.
taking each moment at a time, for what it was - dreams coming true.
throw yourself out of your comfort zone every once in a while - no matter how young or old.
Literally my face before, during and after seeing Stevie Nicks... If you ever get the opportunity to see you favourite musician/singer/band live DO IT. Nothing can describe the feeling of hearing your favourite song performed live by the person who created it. #stevienicks#24caratgoldtour