This month marks my 6th year to be living in the United States of America! I’ve lived here a quarter of my life now. That’s a strange reality. Of course my Dutch roots will stay strong since my family all still live in the Netherlands. But my love for this country is still great and I can’t wait for the day I can say that I’m an American citizen.
I enjoyed another Independence Day yesterday, watched fireworks, ate BBQ, a tradition I’ve started to cherish. Still I feel that many people my age and younger don’t appreciate this country and its freedoms like they need to. This actually accounts for many adults as well. I guess since we’ve never lived through a war or had any serious hardships, we in a sense have forgotten how privileged we are. We’re worried about the battery life of our phones, or if we have enough keurig coffee cups to make it through the week. Of course I’m guilty of this as well. But my grandparents, even though not American, have taught me that freedom doesn’t come free. The line that now has just become a bumper sticker to most, actually has a very powerful message. Many people have died, selflessly given their lives, so we can live the way we do. And we’re arguing about abortion, racism, and gay marriage, while terrorist are planning their next attack. Just let everyone be, stop judging other people and just make sure you’re the best person you can be. We need to stick together and realize that we live in the greatest country in the world. Let’s keep it that way! And protect it! My hope is that in a few years I get to vote for a president that loves this country as much as I do. Not someone who’s trying to turn this country into Europe, I moved from there for a reason!
Walking back to music row yesterday I started smiling. I looked back over my shoulder to Nashville as I was walking up the hill. All the tourists, sunburnt and exhausted, but excited to be here. I thought back to 2008, the first time my parents took me and my sister over here.
For years I had been collecting CDs of my favorite artists. I’d order them online and had to wait several weeks for them to come in. They were my treasures. And then to finally get to set foot in THE city of country music was a dream come true. We weren’t even allowed in the bars yet, but we’d listen from outside to the bands playing.
And then here I am today, working for cmt, living just a few hours from this great city, walking back to where I’m staying on music row. I would’ve never believed it if you’d told me that back in 2008. I might not be a big star like I want to be but at least I’m dating one ;)
This week I worked for the broken skull challenge for the cmt show. It was an obstacle course and of course I had to try it too! I made it up the rope woop woop!
Guess my yoga has paid off! Next to us was the stage where artist had interviews and played songs. Little big town, Keith urban, Darius Rucker, the oak ridge boys, Chris young , kellie pickler and Jo Dee Messina were some of the line up. Jo Dee Messina is one of my all time facorites! Can’t wait to listen to her new album. She was extremely interactive with the crowd and very funny. Some dude asked her to play “I hope you dance,” by Lee Ann Womack. Not even her song! She was a good sport about it, got out her iPhone to find the lyrics and sang the song without missing a note.
Very much enjoyed this Cma week! Now home to my own country star and little puppies 😘