home sweet home

Anytime someone asks me why I moved to Nashville, I cringe a little. The truth is, there is more than one reason. I could get into all of them, but the simple answer is... I moved here for music. The reason I picked Nashville was because music was here. It's so hard for me to admit that that was even a factor in my decision to move. When I am asked this question, I never want to vocalize the real answer, because by the end of the conversation, I will have had to admit that I am a failure.

Three and a half years ago, I came to a point in my life where I just didn't know what to do. I had graduated college, taught for a semester, really disliked it, and felt pretty defeated. I had attended a music school for a semester in college and I really hadn't been right ever since. After the semester in music, I had to finish my degree in art, and while I love artsy creative things, it just wasn't satisfying. It actually kind of felt like a burden. So here I was, trying to figure out what I was going to do with my life, and I couldn't think of doing anything that didn't involve music. I loved writing songs and I just loved music so much. So my next decision was pretty calculated. LA and New York are way too big, so I thought, "I need to go to Nashville." I had never been to Nashville in my life and I knew absolutely no one there. Soon after this thought came to my mind, my mom, my friend and I were in Nashville browsing apartments, you know, just for fun. This all seems like a blur. Have you ever felt like you were just going through the motions? Like your body was in overdrive and you were almost unaware of what was happening. Maybe you were aware, but it just went so naturally you didn't really have time to comprehend it. This was me and while on that three day trip from Texas. I found an apartment and got a job. A week later, I was working and living in Nashville and it all happened so quickly.
I lived in Nashville for a good three years before I did anything with my own music, and even still it was one writer's round. That's all. I've recently realized that while music is what physically and inspirationally brought me to Nashville, it isn't why I was supposed to come here and it's definitely not what has kept me here. Now I can't tell you exactly why I'm supposed to be in Nashville, and exactly what is going to happen, all I know is that this is where God wants me right now. I have learned so much, grown so much, and I could lose my mind thinking about where I would be if God hadn't intervened on my behalf. I knew I was supposed to move to Nashville, but it didn't make any sense. I was scared and I certainly wasn't brave or obedient enough to make the move on my own. When I think back, it's all just seems like a blur. It literally seems like God just picked me up from a town in Texas and dropped me in a place where I belong. On the surface, it seems like I had this grand idea and that I was embarking on a journey to accomplish my dreams. But it was really all God. He rescued me when I didn't know I needed to be saved. He pulled me out of my comfort zone so that He could occupy my time rather than all the burdens I had taken upon myself. I needed to be alone. I needed to learn about myself (cliche, I know.) I needed to learn to make decisions without others telling me the right way or right answer. I needed to meet new people. I needed to grow up, I needed to take responsibility of myself. Most of all, I needed to look to God and rely on him for everything. EVERYTHING. Isn't it crazy to think that there is someone who knows your needs more than you do?
So now if you ask me why I moved to Nashville, I will tell you... God brought me here. I thought I was a failure because I moved 700 miles away from home to pursue something that I haven't pursued at all. But He just needed to get me here and show me that He's got this and He used my love for music to accomplish just that. Sometimes God just has a funny way of trying to get our attention.
xo, Savannah

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