Before I started the audition process for The Voice, I knew a few things. I knew powerhouse singers last the longest on the show, and I knew, after all, it was reality TV. But I decided to go for it regardless, and resolved to be happy with however far (if at all) I made it. Because, let's be honest, it's not everyday that kind of exposure lands in your lap.
Even before the blind audition process, let alone preparing for the battle rounds, I was amazed at the level of talent I was surrounded by. I was honored to be a part of the big Voice Family of hard working artists. I received voice lessons from the nation's top instructors. I recorded in Charlie Chaplin's studio. I recorded in studios that held the iconic voices of John Lennon, Joni Mitchell, and Frank Sinatra, just to name a few. Reality TV's inventor, Mark Burnett, told me himself that he liked my voice. And of course, four of the biggest names in music right now listened to me sing. They gave me feedback. They encouraged me. They told me I have what it takes to make it in the music industry. Who gets to say they've done all that? I'm humbled to be a part of the few.
Now that this chapter is all said and done, I can honestly say I am proud of myself. I stepped out and took a chance. I made myself vulnerable on national TV and gave it every thing I had. I showed my daughter what it looks like to chase a dream. I showed her how to loose gracefully. And now I am showing her how to move on--that a closed door never means the end of a journey. We move forward. We move up.
I didn't play it safe.
I took a risk.
I left it all on the stage.
Ready for the next chapter,