Why James Blunts’ ‘Monsters’ Cuts to the Heart of Every Parent
To an artist who gives voice to every parent’s ache
The first time I heard it, tears streamed down my face, and I felt Blunt had been eavesdropping on my life.
The obvious, overarching theme of ‘Monsters’ is the tender role reversal that often does and should take place between parents and children as parents age. In the song, the son’s job is now to soothe and protect his father’s fears, as he is dying, a right repayment of a lifetime of sacrifice and love.
But there is another line in the song that really cuts straight to the heart of every parent, making this one of Blunt’s masterpieces of human poetry.
As a 51 year old mother of 11, all I ever wanted to do really well was motherhood. And boy I gave it my all. I read the books, so many books. I went to conferences. I observed other parents I admired, trying to emulate them. I quit my job, sacrificing much, to be with them.
I was intentional, leaving love notes on my children’s beds and cherishing morning snuggles with story books. I bought journals for my older kids with the inscription “Dear (child’s name), Love, Mom” and we would share our hearts with each other, passing the journal back and forth, tapping into secret thoughts not so readily shared face to face.
I was determined to be the very best mom I could possibly be. Except I wasn’t always great. I lost my temper. I was short-fused. I snapped over silly things. I always apologized, but still.
The mother I dreamed of being was just that — more of a dream, where I, flesh-covered human, would blunder through many days of good intentions with a less-that-perfect execution.
That’s a hard pill to swallow. I still like to think that I did way more right than I did wrong. And most of my kids tell me I did. Except one. She has grown to hurl more than several accusations toward me, stabbing reminders of my short comings, real or imagined for her. And those reminders haunt me louder than all the right things I did.
So it was the one line in the song, ‘Monsters’ that, though so simple, captured the essence of what I now feel as a mother, looking back over the landscape of my parenting, still parenting many at home, aching to do some things over, striving to try harder where I failed.
“No need to forgive, no need to forget, I know your mistakes and you know mine.”
Ah. Here it was. A man finally come full circle who, seeing the humanity and weaknesses of his father can completely forgive him, because he knows his own weaknesses and it wouldn’t really be fair to hold his father’s mistakes against him, now that he had an arsenal of his own.
It was this reality I had come to that changed my life, when I stopped blaming my father for his mistakes, and “Monsters” resonates in the life of my relationship with my own Dad, as much as it does as I think of my turn to be “the dad” in ‘Monsters.’
To be understood. Could that be the greatest part of the human experience? Blunt makes us all feel understood in his beautiful, aching tribute, and I take my hat off to an artist so able to capture the beauty of raw, real relationship, bound by eternal, familial love.





