WE’RE ALL DIGGING FOR SOMETHING

First off, I'd like to thank you for being a part of this journey.

Blogging isn't something I ever thought I'd find the strength to do. I truly believe its a courageous hobby. The thought of putting thought to paper is a level of power in itself. To put it out there for others to see is another.

Truthfully, all I've ever really wanted to do is reach someone. The same way we are touched by the lyrics of a song, or the right words at the right time. I want to create that, or at least be a part of it. I feel like I've always been meant to be a part of it. So, thank you.. for letting me do that.

2016 was a hard year for me. My grades tanked, I wasn't sure who or what I wanted to be, or how to know. I blindly entered community college after graduation, as a psychology major; not at all the kind of life I planned for myself. It took me four semesters, and a lot of failing to learn my lesson. But 2016, was full of lessons. Friends, my first love, family, you name it, something tried to destroy it. Just when I didn’t think the light could get any dimmer, my brother passed away from a heroin overdose. Furthermore, he was a week away from landing a job far away from the lifestyle he’d been sucked into.

Overall, it didn’t seem like anything was going anywhere.

I guess I just never thought that it would have been my stubbornness to save me. But when my father sat me down and told me he was cutting me off with school, I cared more about proving him wrong, than the kind of work that would entail. So, when the fall came of my third year, I took my first class of interest: Intro to Computer Graphics. Before I knew it, I had changed my major, and with it my perspective. When my mind finally caught up with reality, all I could do was search for a purpose to the things that had happened to me that year.

Around the same time as the conclusion to my semester, my brother’s collection of songs he’d recorded over the years was released. Listening to it, I felt something I didn’t really understand yet: determination. I’d come to the conclusion that if my brother couldn’t live to chase his dream, I owed it to both of us to chase mine. I copied down a line from one of his songs and did my best, to this day to live by it.

He taught me, like I hope I can all of you, to

“Stay True to the Passion”.

Jackie Marie xoxo