I always knew one day our little song bird would fly away. I always knew one day her journey would become something magical in nature. I always knew she’d never take no for an answer. But I never knew it would happen quite the way it did…
My blondie was Nashville bound for a long time. Last summer when we went on our Adoption Celebration Road Trip, we ventured through Tennessee.
We paid our respects to the king.
I watched her face at Graceland when we got to the room full of gold records.
She lit up when we rolled into Nashville.
She submerged herself in the history of The Grand Ole Opry and Ernest Tubb’s Record Store.
She found her way to the stage every place we ducked our heads into. We got to Tootsie’s, and a really talented guy was singing and selling CD’s.
He was obviously impressed by Blondie’s fortitude when she offered to trade him cd for cd instead of buying one. “So you think you can sing?” He asked.
She jumped up on the little stage and showed him just what she could do. He was so taken aback he let her stay up there for a few more tunes. He told us “wow, I see a lot of girls walk in here and think they can sing, but they don’t have the soul she’s got.”
Before we left Tootsie’s that day, we had done more than glimpse into the historical bar that was frequented by the great legends like Willie Nelson, Loretta Lynn, Patsy Cline, Kris Kristofferson, Mel Tillis and Waylon Jennings, just to name a few- but we had found the place that called to our little girl’s heart.
These days Tootsie’s is still frequented by the big names in music. Jason Adean, Jamie Johnson, Terri Clark, Joe Nichols, and Kid Rock and, well you can google the rest if you care to dig in to the history of Tootsie’s–
As we walked out the door, Blondie told us “I’m never going home. I’m staying right here…”
Of course that wasn’t an option. She was embarking on her senior year of high school. She was the major of the dance team. She had another journey to finish, but I told her, “once you graduate, you’re free to chase that dream…”
As we passed through Alabama as we headed to Florida, we drove down The Lost Highway. I could see her solemn expression and I knew the music was with her.
Her graduation invitations announced that she was Nashville Bound. We knew her heart was set. But life seemed to have different plans. She got sick, she was in and out of the hospital, and then the tumor on her liver was discovered.
Months were spent just trying to restore her to the healthy 18 year old girl she should be, so when the doctor finally delivered the news that everything was going to be alright, the chaos quieted, and in the calm her dreams were revived. The wheels of fate began to turn…
To be continued………….