I was recently asked what prompted me to pursue music. The truth is, had someone told me six years ago that I would be a musician I wouldn't have believed them. Six years ago "pursuing music" was the last thing I ever thought I'd do, or could do. I was still very much battling depression and still struggling with living. There were times I was so hopeless that all I could do was lie on the floor and weep.
My story is one of death and resurrection, in all sorts of ways.
I received a huge honour from @breakoutwest last week, one that I am still feeling shocked about! As it sinks in, I am overwhelmed with gratitude. The things we make, like most things in life, are best done together and sometimes only done together, and this is true about my music. I know without a doubt that without God and my family and friends and community, not only would I have not made any music, I would not have gotten off the floor.
So I'll keep this award on my shelf joyfully, and when I look at it I'll remember all the beautiful people that helped me get back up and that have helped me stay up, and have dreamed with me, cheered me on, worked with me, believed in me, and helped me take my music beyond the places I could take it alone.
What prompted me to pursue music? Hope. Yes, I love doing it and it's incredible satisfying, but that's not why I do it. I do it because somewhere out there is someone on the floor weeping, unable to get up or see light or believe that a new day will come. If my music could reach that person and shine some light until they have strength to rise again, that is enough. You and I - we are not alone.
Thank you for celebrating with me. So many of you have sent such kind messages to me this past week and your support means so much. Thank you for listening to the music I make - to my heart that creaks through in bits and sputters, to my love for stringed instruments and too-many-words-crammed-in lyrics and epic bridges. But mostly, thank you for being my friend and for walking with me in life. When it all goes away, and it will, love remains.