If I stood still, the Earth would still turn…
Yesterday was my twenty-sixth birthday. While it was the first time I’ve turned 26, I seemed to manage it alright without any prior experience. I slept in for the first time in a long time, and spent the rest of my day with family.
I’m now as old as my father was when I was born, making me half his age. I’m twice the age that I was when I moved to Tennessee, meaning I’ve spent half my life here. And when I started recording my album, I was twenty-four.
Two-thousand Twelve was a year filled with distractions. Having a full time job and recording a solo project seemed like no big deal until I tried to do it. Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months as I tried to balance two separate lives, be two separate people. Words like perseverance and stamina could have easily been overtaken by despair and self-loathing.
But they weren’t, and neither was I. One of my favorite sayings is “Know Thyself,” and I’ve found a deeper meaning of this to by “Love Thyself.” To know that you are who you are, that who you are is good enough, and to give it all you’ve got. Or, as the lyrics of my friend Banks Nelson would say, “you only have so much to give, and what you gave was good.”
So strange, the path a journey takes. So often when I’m writing a song, it isn’t until I have it finished that I can look at it and understand myself, understand how I feel. It’s very therapeutic and revealing. I had no idea that making this album would do the same thing, on such a grander scale. Thirteen songs of revelations, thirteen songs of self-discovery.
And here I am. 26 years in the making, with no regrets of the past, knowing that the better is very close, and the best is yet to come.