You pour your heart, soul and guts, your time, money, energy and faith, all your love for someone into this thing, and suddenly, it's there in your hand.
You've given birth to this incredible creation. You think you'll feel such pride, such joy and accomplishment. And instead you're paralyzed with fear. What if they don't like it? What if they do? Even more frightening, what if they don't care? What if this thing that means the world to me is met with deafening silence?
I feel the fear. I give my creation to the world anyway. From the moment I wrote the first song on this album, I've been slowly stripping my armor off and allowing myself to be seen. The last bit of chain mail is falling to the floor, and it's a relief on some level. But I'm left completely vulnerable. Grateful to be singing my songs. Thankful to know the man who co-wrote this music without even knowing. He helped me find my voice again by the simple act of believing in me.
I'm hopeful that my stories will touch others in a meaningful way. There are so many emotions! Please hear me and feel the love that flows through this music. That's all I ask.
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