follow your dreams.

Last night Rob did something amazing.

Because he really, really believes. And I love that.

Rob won the first round of the  Y108 Battle of the Bands contest with his band, Franky Moonlight.

A few facts about Rob’s music:

-He taught himself to play guitar and can play just about any instrument in the whole world, including the harmonica.

-He wrote a special song for me to walk down the aisle to. I still can’t hear it in its entirety because it makes my eyes water, but in the good way.

-He is a musician and artist from the depth of his soul and the tips of the hairs on his head (which are getting thinner, but don’t tell him I said that.)

-He works on his music with such fervor and passion, that it never fails to remind me what I love about working hard on my craft, too.

-We’ve spent many nights working away with glasses of wine, a guitar, a laptop and our little cat. He’ll play something and ask, “How does this sound?” And then I’ll write something and ask him the same thing.

-Most nights, I write while he strums the guitar. Most of my writing is created to the soundtrack of his music.

-More than anything, I want my husband to be a rockstar. Not necessarily the famous or too-rich kind, but the kind that gets to play his music for a living, everyday.

-For our first Christmas together, I had a silver guitar pick made with the words, “Follow Your Dreams” inscribed on it. He won’t play a single show without it. He says it’s good luck. Last night, before the show, he called me in a panic to say, “I forgot my pick… can you bring it? I can’t go on without it.” Then, after his band won the contest, he thanked me for bringing him the pick and said it gave him courage.

I told him we should run away and be hippies, just like I always wanted.