This
week...was a week. And, the strange thing is I can’t talk about it.
But, there were a few different things that happened over the past
few days that have kind of shocked me. Since I was nine or ten, I
have always had kind of an idea about what I wanted to do when I grew
up – after one gets past wanting to be President! That’s all I
studied about when I was a teenager – music. I bought every book,
cassette, magazine I could. I even got in trouble when I was in
eighth grade for reading a certain magazine when I was in English
class. The magazine? Billboard.
It’s
because of things like that, and shadowing Hairl Hensley at WSM for
my ninth-grade General Business class that I consider myself very
blessed to do what I do. I am not the best radio person in the world.
My voice never reached that magic “low” that a lot of the top
on-air voices have. I am not the best writer. At media events, I see
writers who are smarter and a lot more brilliant than I could ever
hope to be. That all being said, the one thing that I will say that
I have is that nobody – past or present – takes what they do as
seriously or with as much passion as I do. I want my readers /
listeners to know about...the new Dailey & Vincent, Lady
Antebellum, or Darius Rucker disc. I want them to know that it’s a
travesty (IMHO) that Buddy Killen isn’t in the Country Music Hall
of Fame or that Larry Gatlin isn’t in the NSAI Hall of Fame, or
that Don Rich might have been the best guitarist to ever pick up a
silver Fender Telecaster. I love what I do...and getting to tell you
about it.
At
the same time, a lot of the career highs in my life have come when
things were going off the track in other areas. My career, some of
the opportunities it has given me, and getting back involved in
Church has at least given me some hope that life gets better. And, it
has. But, there are times you wonder....if maybe if you’d taken a
right here, or a left there, where you would be. Then one night this
past winter, as I was on the bed writing in front of the small heater
in the room, that yes, things could be different. But, I was doing
the one thing in the world that I knew I was good at...and also the
one thing that made the nights a little more fuller....and happier.
So, since then, I have tried to trust a little more...
Then,
a week like this one happens. A couple of opportunities came my way
today that shocked, humbled, and honored me. It was one of those days
that made me realize that I am where I am supposed to be. I just had
to share my emotions with you...though I can’t share the info just
yet...but I will. I guess we all need those days where we need to
know we’re on the right track. Not planning to move to Martha’s
Vineyard or anything like that, and to be honest, these opportunities
aren’t exactly money-related per se, but I am excited about the
future. Just have to keep working at it. I’ve even been able to
deal with the term “single” again. God will take care of that
too. Faith – it’s a novel concept – and one I’m still trying
to grasp!
