I walked away...

What was I thinking? I went home after the recording session and I felt like I was cut in two. I was so happy to see my family and friends and yet I had a heavy heart. Tubert wanted me to go home and see my family. He was a good guy. There was something about him that made me feel secure. He wanted me to have a good Nashville experience and he wanted me to share it with everbody back home. Little did he know that he would never see me again. I had a box full of demo records to hand out to everybody. My picture was on the cover and so it was a great autograph piece.

I was having so many second thoughts. Down deep inside I knew that I was never going back. Something else was stirring in me. I was restless and unsure of the music world. I never really saw myself as a solo artist. I loved my band and I missed them. I loved my girl back home and I wanted to be with her. A couple of months went by and everybody seemed a bit edgy on why I hadn't yet returned to Nashville. I couldn't hold back my feelings anymore and told them that I was not going back. There was a stunning silence from a few but for the most part nobody really said anymore about my decision. I kept getting letters in the mail from Mega records about scheduled appearances that I was to make to promote my record. I never replied and then the final letter came one day. They released me because of my breach of contract. I was done.

It was over and I was saddened by it some as well as relieved. I didn't know if I had made the right decision. The unrest in my heart still lingered. Something was unfinished. Something that I could not explain. Life was full of uncertainty now because I just walked away from a lifelong dream. I had many quiet moments and would sometimes sense a presence as if something or someone was trying to speak to me.

Next up......

A New Beginning