There’s the easy way... and then there’s the best, right way. My wife has always known the difference between the two. And ninety-nine times out of a hundred, she has chosen the right path over the least-difficult road to take. She is still making the best, right choices. Even now. Joey loves her some George Strait. She always has. He’s her go-to guy whenever she puts on a cd and is cleaning the house or driving her car. And when romance is in the air, it’s not Michael Buble’
This has been a week to remember. There have been big parties for little people and small losses with great lessons... and we even had a romantic night filled with more love for each other than we even thought was possible. But mostly, this has been a week filled with thankfulness. Joey and I watched the Pre-Grammy celebration together—the early portion of the show where the award that we were up for and some others were given out. To say it was a bit surreal to be where we a
Our music has taken us to many incredible places and let us experience some amazing things in the past eight years and people we meet have often asked if we had a plan to get to where we are. I’ve always answered, “yes, there’s a master plan... it’s just not ours.” And so now, with the big week we have coming up, we have a little plan. But ultimately, how the plan plays out is up to God. Valentine's Day is this Sunday, the Grammy Awards are on Monday, our little Indiana turns
Some things are meant to be. They’re bigger than us. Bigger than coincidence. And the only way you can explain them is... God. I’ve known Aaron Carnahan my whole life... he’s not just our manager, he’s also my cousin. His father Rod is my mother’s older brother. We grew up separately, together. My family followed his across the country many times in search of work and a better life. We often found ourselves living in the same towns, and when times were really hard, even the s
Spring is my wife’s favorite season. It always has been. It’s when she feels most alive. And this year, in spite of all she’s going through... is no exception. My favorite season is Christmas... even though it’s not technically a season—it is for me. I start getting ready for it in about October. Joey is that way with springtime. Months before it actually gets here, she’s busy preparing for it. Back home in Tennessee, she plants a big garden every spring behind our farmhouse.