Published by Self-Published on October 13th 2017
Music . . . the heart’s greatest librarian.
The average song is three and a half minutes long; those three and a half minutes could lead to a slow blink, a glimpse of the past, or catapult the soul into heart-shattering nostalgia.
At the height of my career, I had the life I wanted, the life I’d always envisioned. I’d found my tempo, my rhythm. Then I received a phone call that left me off key.
You see, my favorite songs had a way of playing simultaneously. I was in love with one man’s beats and another’s lyrics. But when it came to the soundtrack of a life, how could anyone choose a favorite song? So, to erase any doubt, I ditched my first-class ticket and decided to take a drive, fixed on the rearview.
And the long road home to the man who was waiting for me.
Just when I thought my tender heart couldn’t handle another love triangle, I took a chance on Drive. Truthfully, if it had been written by anyone other than one of my favorite storytellers, Kate Stewart, I probably would have passed. Drive dragged me through a range of emotions—sometimes kicking and screaming—but man, what a great journey.