I sit back and think of my journey so far. One step at a time, I have made my way to music, to performing, to trusting myself, and figuring out my voice. Yesterday I met a hero, she came into the room and she must have seen my eyes light up because she walked right up to me and held out her hand, “Hello my name is Tori Amos” as if she needs introduction. At 28 I picked up a guitar and I chose to persist at my “impossible” dream, and I must say, walking to a rehearsal room in