Red Dirt Fixes Everything.

I can remember almost 10 years ago when my best friend, Tiffany , and I would drive around for hours after school on the dirt roads in our county. By the summer of our 16th year we knew them front and back, better than the backs of our hands.

On these roads we found heartache and love, we solved the worlds problems and got rid of our anger. We screamed our favorite songs to the top of our lungs..and somehow that just made EVERYTHING better.

That girl has been through so many things and each time coming out stronger. I can remember every dirt road trip that we cried about Momma…and every early morning run with a beer to the cemetery….every time we tried to get lost and just couldn’t.

I remember those moments. I remember the Ragweed always playing in the background and how that music kept us grounded and sane.

Being able to see Cody Canada, Jason Boland and Mike McClure play acoustic the other night at Cain’s brought up every one of those memories. It was bittersweet. I was heartbroken that she wasn’t there to hug, but was so grateful for the memories.

**Remember the time we went and saw Boland and got left…driving the wrong way down one way streets and we FINALLY got to 412? haha!**

It seems like even now that we’re grown and she has a beautiful family, when we get in the truck and find a dirt road and the right music…we’re 17 again.

You’re always 17 in your home town.

When she was the only one I could fall on after a heartbreaking tragedy…we found a dirt road.

When my brain is full and I need to talk but have nothing to say, “come get me” she says.

When we’re just missing each others souls…red dirt is the only answer.

Red dirt is the only answer.

The red dirt under the tires and the red dirt coming out of the Kickers….that’s all you really need.



I love you, Tea.



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