"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"I just want to thank Jesus for letting me be a part of this, that he's put a voice in my throat. For everybody who's a writer, whoever's involved in all this, I just think it's such a gift. This community of music. I love it so so much, and I'm just incredibly grateful."
