Music has always been a major part of my life. Ever since I can remember I have been singing for friends and family, in the living room, in the church gym, anywhere people would stand still long enough for me to sing a full song. I was in love with anything that had to do with music, dance, singing, writing music…just not so keen on practicing the piano. I would spend hours daydreaming on what my future would be. I remember sitting and thinking about my life in music as a small four year old and asking my mother if I could be in music without been in a group. She pointed out artists such as Michael Jackson, Enya, Celine Dion who had been very successful without being in a group. I can’t tell you what a weight was lifted off my small shoulders when she told me that.
I sang all my life entering competitions, choirs, theater up until a tramatic experience I had in my junior year of high school. Music had been my lifeline and in just a few short hours, I felt as if it had been torn from me. I struggled the next year or so and finally made the decision to leave music. And for five years I did just that. I didn’t sing for anyone, anywhere for any reason. I didn’t even sing the shower or with the radio. But in the fall of 2009, I realized something was missing in my life and I needed to come back to music. So I made the painstaking journey back to the world of music and performing and I have to say…I HAVE MISSED YOU! Now my husband can’t get me to shut up! I’m constantly singing around the house, in my car, in his car, anywhere.
Having left music for so long gave me the perspective I needed to realize how much it means to me. Music is the closest I ever come on this earth to heaven and my God. Singing connects me to something bigger then myself that only music can explain from heart to heart. I made the mistake of leaving music behind once; I will never make that mistake again.