I’m writing today’s post still reeling from the Jason Aldean concert I attended this past weekend. It was incredible. I’ve been going to concerts my whole life, but this was my first country show. My interest in “country” things has grown in recent years, so I’ve had a lot of “firsts.”
I didn’t grow up country, I grew up in the city. I’m glad to have found my way to the country side of life. Looking back on how I was raised, I don’t think it’s surprising I ended up here.
I’m the only girl with two brothers. Being girly was never the norm for me. Sure I loved my Barbies and Polly Pockets, but I also loved Legos, Hot Wheels, and getting dirty. I spent part of my childhood in Northern California playing in the sun, climbing trees, chasing geckos, and digging in the dirt. I have the freckles on my face to show for it.
My dad is very much an outdoorsman and my summers were full of exploring the Puget Sound. Making forts out of driftwood was a pretty common occurrence, as was exploring new areas, caves, and hiking trails.