A year ago I dropped everything I’ve ever known, and took a chance. I left my hometown, my family, my college, my best friends, my comfort. It was the most terrifyingly thrilling thing I've done in my life. I moved to a new place where I didn't know a single soul, to commit myself full-time to sharing the gift God gave me. I had no concept of how I'd make money, and no idea whether this would be a complete failure and I'd run back home and never look back.
All I had was trust. I knew that I was being asked to move in a new direction. I knew where I was being led. I knew this was my next step. So on a whim, on October 12th 2015, I arrived in Nashville, TN.
As I reflect back on this year it has God's fingerprints all over it. I could've never planned for all that has occurred. I have travelled across the country sharing my music, meeting beautiful souls, and making a living doing so. I've shared the stage with people I idolized as a teenager. I've recorded my first real studio album (releasing soon😏). I've played venues that I've only ever been inside with a ticket in my hand. I'm doing what I feel I was created to do, and making a career out of it. As I sit on a plane right now, I can't help but look back and smile, humbly realizing this story was laid out for me from the beginning of time.
I moved to Nashville on October 12th, my father's birthday, who passed away 6 years ago. Life is far too short to sit around wondering what would've happened if you chased after your dream. So I'm gonna keep chasing, and I'm blessed to have you all share this journey with me. Happy birthday pops