We almost didn’t go. We were resisting.
 
It was a foggy, chilly, blustery San Francisco summer day. Too windy and cold, we thought, to sit out on a marina listening to live music.
 
So, we hulled up. Stayed in.
 
We spent the day purging, cleaning cupboards, checking off house projects. We were getting things done. Important things. There were so many reasons not to go.
 
Finally, about an hour before the event was scheduled to end, my husband said, “C’mon, let’s just go.”
 
We dropped everything, and wi...