I grew up on a farm along with my 6 sisters...poor dad. Being the "Middle" Child, the tallest and most "Tom Boyish" of all my sisters, I was in the FFA during school and earned my Associates Degree in Horticulture/Floriculture. Took shop and welding.... I was into everything from Tractors to Mud Bogs to Keg Parties to whatever there was to do growing up back in the boonies (wouldn't trade it for the world).
My family has always been involved in music. Started with Southern Gospel....My mom even dressed us in matching outfits to sing at churches and Nursing Homes etc. All of us girls took some sort of music classes or participated in band at some point. (I cheated.....I played Trumpet, Bellaliar, and piano and even electric guitar classes at one point). I can still play piano or keyboards with some success.
Straight out of High School I got a job, got married, and had children. It would be several years later before I began singing again.
Though being a "Career Florist" for close to 20 years. I decided, along with a friend of mine I had met through "Karaoke" to start a karaoke show on the side. It was really the only way that I could support my singing addiction. I got to sing, perform and got paid for it too, even without the band I yearned for.
Then when the opportunity presented itself, I took the plunge and quit my day job to follow my dreams, at whatever level I could take it. While singing karaoke one night, I was approached by a man who said he was a songwriter, with a #1 country song, and that he had been songwriter of the year. His name was Slugger Morrisette, writer of "It's a Little Too Late" as recorded by Mark Chesnutt.
Slugger just said to me,"Girl..you've got it", you need to get your butt to Nashville. Flattering as it was, I just couldn't see it happening. I asked Slugger if I could listen to some of his songs. Well he gave me about 140 to listen to, and I loved them all. My craving for original songs began. I wanted to be an Artist.