The recent loss of Naomi Judd has struck me in a tender place that reaches deeper than my well-known childhood "fandom". And since I've always found refuge in words, I'm going there...
the only thing harder than leaving…
Long ago, in what feels like another life, I wrote a song about visiting back home after I'd moved to Nashville. I was an 18 year old, sitting in a writing room on Music Row with two co-writers in their late 40's, telling them how weird I felt going back to Belleville, Michigan because it... Continue Reading →
The “before” and the “after”
It's been one month in this new life. The world as I knew it - divided into a “before and “after” instantly. I’ve been searching for words beautiful enough to describe the light that always surrounded her and centered anyone in her presence. Truth is, I’ve been writing nonstop since she passed...
The Reinvention Of Raye 