It was a show that we had no business going to. My husband was building a new deck for our recently remodeled house, and his brother was in town to help. The tickets had been purchased long ago, but as deck work progressed and deadlines of rainy weather loomed, we were prepared to cancel and sell the tickets. My brother-in-law, though, urged us to go, as they would be done for the day anyway.

And so that is how we found ourselves at the Foo Fighters concert at Safeco Field, and for once I was relieved that we had reserved seats instead of GA. Still grungy and tired from a day’s work, we scurried in with just a few moments to spare.

Near the back of the floor section, some fans had moved to an open area that was less sparsely populated. My husband and I spotted her at the same time – a little girl, maybe four or five years old – and had the same thought: it reminded us of our daughter.

With her dad, this little girl was fully engaged and rocking out – dancing and doing air guitar and drums, in a way that our daughter had done so many times, both in our kitchen, and at concerts (“Quiet 13”). Other fans were walking by, and many of them came up to her, giving her a fist bump or a high five. Sometimes, they would say something to her, or to her dad.

If any of them were parents, I wondered if they said what was going through my head. What I wanted to say to that little girl was:

Remember this moment

Keep dancing

Keep your fearlessness

Her dad was filming her moves, and what I wanted to tell him was — show this video to her in about 10 years, when she needs a reminder of the fiery spirit that she has always been. And then again at 20 years, and 30, because we all need a little reminder of that, even as grownups. Except for maybe Dave Grohl. I think he’s already got it figured out.