“The Woman She Is” Lyrics

Hey everyone! So, while I get all the studio details figured out, here are the lyrics to mom’s song! Enjoy!  Oh, and just so everyone is clear: it has already been copyrighted.
She brought me into being
And she held me close
She taught me how to sing and dance
to the songs that matter most
And she stood by me
When there’s no where else to go
She’s a mother to the dreamers
To the ones who’ve lost their way
She’s a lover towards the sinners
forgotten and afraid
And with a simple smile
I watched her heal the broken souls

Refrain
Though the world is cold and heartless and just seems so rough
She stands her ground when everyone else has had enough
She keeps on fighting, never to give up
And though the odds are against her, she gives us all her love
I know it comes from somewhere heavenly up above
and all I can do is pray and wish
But I’m not half the woman she is

She may have lost her hair that night,
but she never lost her faith.
And when it took so much more from her,
She handled it with grace.
And though she’s weary,
She still remains so strong.

Refrain
And though the odds are against her, she gives us all her love
I know God is holding her hand from up above
and all I can do is pray and wish
God, let me be more than half the woman she is

The woman she is
God, I wanna be the woman she is

Written by Emily Lipinski

Power of a Song

A lot has happened since I started writing.  In fact, I still have the original post saved in the draft folder about my trip to Nashville and the audition process.  I never got to finish it.  Honestly, I don’t think I will.

When mom got diagnosed will AML, I knew stress and a whirlwind of emotions were coming our way.   I’ve watched my mom get on a plane a few times and haven’t seen her face to face in a week or so.  I’ve heard my youngest siblings tell me that they miss mommy, watched friends whisk away baskets of laundry and tasted amazing meals made by loving friends.  People come up to me and tell me the same thing: “It’s in God’s hands. He’ll take care of her.  It will be okay.”

It will be okay.

Of course, there are moments where I struggle believe those words.  I remember the day after mom’s diagnosis, I was at school thinking,  God- What are you doing? Why her?  Why us?  Why NOW?   I went in the practice rooms, pounding on the piano, bawling my eyes out and belting the words to different songs.  I’m not going to lie.   I looked like a mess (eyeliner streaking everywhere, puffy eyes- you get the picture).  Yet, there was something rewarding in that moment, being frustrated but doing what I loved.

Leaving that room that was a challenge.  The thought of going home to see my mom with the tired, defeated look scared me, not to mention the 9 other faces looking for comfort.  How are we going to get through this?  How could I concentrate on Nashville and my dreams that seemed so stupid compared to this?  Tears were coming back to my eyes as I turned on the car.

It was then that a familiar song came on the radio: She was driving last Friday, on her way to Cincinnati, on a snow white Christmas Eve… My heart could have stopped right there.  By the time Carrie got to the chorus of Jesus, Take the Wheel,  I knew I wasn’t alone.  It was almost as if God was saying at that moment, “Hey, stupid! This is for the best. Don’t worry! I’ve got it- trust me.

As a musician, performing is the most empowering experience.  There is this saying that music is the puzzle piece that connects emotion to the struggles and chaos in life where words can not.  I can literally call to a person’s soul and say, “Trust me, you are not alone”.   Perhaps this is why I love music so much.  For me, I can choose what I want to sing.  I can choose how to sing it.  Heck, as a music major, I can sing whenever I want! All in all, I have strength over something in life, even at my lowest point.   With that strength, I can keep moving forward, one foot in front of the other…

I went back to that practice room the next day.  That melody that poured from my heart is the song that many of you have already heard.  I have witnessed the tears that people have shed because they feel the connection.  I guess if I’m trying to say anything is that I have seen the importance of the power of a song.  Though life may be a mess, God, friends and music will help me through.

Introduction (and a bit about this blog)

Hey Guys!

Ok, so I decided that because I love to write (and because it seems like a great way to connect with people), I am starting a blog about my “quest” to find a place in this world.  Or the way I became the greatest country star that ever lived!

Yeah, I know.  One can dream.  But, hey!  I know you’re really excited.  Get those rockin’ party boots on!

In all seriousness though, I really want to chronicle my music journey with the fears, dreams, hopes and wishes- I guess, just the entire process through my eyes as it happens.  However, I don’t know if people want to read it.  I don’t even know if you all will make time to read it.  Heck, I don’t know how often I will write on this blog, but I will be forwarding the links on Facebook when I get a new post (once a week is the goal, but we will see…)

If you want to be a part of this, I would love to have you tag along.  I will plan on posting pictures, videos, and (of course) music (as I get it up and running).
I’ll be writing about my first steps tonight.  Here’s to hoping that this catches on…

Love you all!