7. Memories

My first memory of my music journey started when I was a young girl on a farm in southern Manitoba. My mom would sit me down beside her at the computer and play Steve Bell's song 'Unto the Least of These ' We would sing the song together frequently; she would sing the harmony and I would take melody. That was the beginning of this amazing journey. I grew up taking piano lessons and started learning guitar on the old Martin my dad had passed down from his dad. I taught myself, but kept learning from different people who entered my life. I started leading worship in high school and continued this into my college and adult years. My songwriting journey began at 16 years of age, I remember writing a song and being so scared to show my friends I just played the guitar and hummed. Now sharing a song still comes with nerves, but it is so much easier to detach yourself enough to serve the song in the best way. These memories and experiences are very dear to my heart and will forever be etched in my mind.

As my music and songwriting journey here at Prairie comes to a close, I sit here and remember the memories made over the last 3 years. I had the opportunity to lead worship in different cities with friends and had the privilege of experiencing 3 years of the Gospel Music Association Awards and Breakforth. A big highlight was singing on stage with Brian Doerksen and Informants during the Breakforth weekend of 2017. I took a trip to Amsterdam, Netherlands and Lille, France. This experience was a breathtaking and unforgettable trip that heightened my creativity. The architecture, sights, smells, people, all showed me new and fresh ways to write and create new lyrics and melodies. The biggest highlight and most special memory has been the recording and producing of my EP, Rewrite This Life. The process was so rewarding, all the hard work over 3 years finally developed into a real, tangible record. Trust me, it did not come without challenges and hurdles to face, but a feat well worth pursuing. 

I am so thankful for these memories, ones that I can always look back on. I can see God's hand in my time here and in every struggle and joy. He created a path and I, attempted, to follow. As this chapter comes to a close, I look forward to the one that is being written.


In His Service, 

k a r l e e

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