What would she think?

Little ole me. A towheaded girl with color changing eyes and the whole world before her. What would she think? I distinctly remember telling my parents that I’d never get caught moving to Nashville to “make my big break.” And well here I am. I’m certainly not trying to make it the way that I thought I would try to be doing by moving here. But I kind of still am in a similar but different way. I may not be doing my imagined Taylor Swift sweep through the city, writing and pitching myself at every door. But I’m certainly working a service job to pay the bills, while I simultaneously attempt to squeeze my way into the behind the scenes of it all. 

I ask myself all the time, what would she think? Would it be, “Seriously? You’re one of those people? Why don’t you get a real job?” (Little me was quite judgmental of future me.) Or, would she be excited and full of creative flow as a result? In all honesty, I don’t know. Even though she is quite literally me, I don’t know what she’d think. I’d like to think that if I gave her all the information about my life now, my friends, the city, the creative freedom, she’d be pumped. But again, I think I had, as most kids do, the highest standards for myself. I thought if I wasn’t a pop star by this point, that I’d be a famous fashion designer or an anthropologist digging up artifacts. Certainly not a not-so-glamorous, struggling artist in the city of Nashville, Tennessee. But me being me now, I am extremely happy that this is how my life has turned out so far. Sure I could’ve done without some of the experiences and people along the way, but I wouldn’t be me without those people and experiences. What needs to happen happens, and I’ve never not made it through a day so far. 

So, little ole me, look where you’re at now. You have the best friends in the world, a wacky yet supportive and loving family, the freedom to create whatever comes to mind, gas in your tank, and food on your table. And oh yeah, we might be painting our walls pink in our next bedroom. 

All my love,

 -Willa (bigger me)