Here Goes Everything
I write this from a coffee shop full of strangers and stories in Nashville.
Three years have passed since I last sat in this coffee shop and everything seems different now.
I am different now.
I am still processing our move from Austin to Nashville; how we left the familiar and returned to the great unknown.
But I sit here alive.
Breathing.
Dreaming.
Wondering.
Beginning.
No one in the coffee shop knows this, but today is my first day at work as a full-time writer.
I left my full-time job to bet on myself as a writer and poet.
As the saying goes ... here goes nothing.
But I am not giving nothing.
I am giving everything.
I am giving everything because ...
I want to write something that will connect with you, inspire you, and draw you closer to hope.
I want to share stories and poetry and messages of hope.
I want to provide for my family and realize dreams can become reality.
I want to prove a few wrong and others right.
I want you to remember there is more to live for and His love is greater than our wrongs.
I want to share something honest with a community of friends.
I want to do more than just exist, but live.
And when you ask what I do, I want to speak with confidence and without wondering.
I am a writer.
I am a poet.
I am a speaker.
I am different now.
And this is how my story continues.
Here goes everything.
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much love,