Happy Valentine's Day to My Husband

I'm so excited! Welcome to my blog. My name is Kanita R. Turner. I am also known as Emoetry Speaks the Poet and I love life, everything natural, and the arts (mostly jazz & poetry).  I chose Valentine's Day to be the official release (LIVE) date of this blog because I wanted to dedicate my first post to my biggest fan and supporter, my husband. I get asked quite often how exciting & glamorous my life must be being married to a well known jazz musician but what some of you don't realize is that, as artists, what you see is a display of what God gave us to share with the world in the form of a talent that we're passionate about to entertain, lift your spirits and encourage. You may rarely if not ever see who we truly are off stage.  When I met my husband, I didn't meet the man I married. I met an independent jazz recording artist who had 5 CD's to his name and who had toured the world with various artists including El Debarge, Regina Belle & Luther Vandross. Yes, I was a little star struck but who wouldn't be? He was kind, spoke to his supporters, took pictures, signed autographs, performed and left. But it wasn't until a year or so later after we began dating when I realized that the man I met that night at the jazz bistro, the man you all see on stage every week and hear on the radio is "regular" just like you and me. He has the responsibilities of life just like any other man. It was refreshing that both he & I were actually able to let our guards down in order to breathe and just "be" with one another. No judgement, no expectations. And that's when we fell in love. While dating, was I super stoked that his name is Kyle Turner? Yes and not really because I come from a family of filmmakers, educators and politicians so I'm used to hearing my name (my maiden name) in its popularity. Was I giddy behind the fact that he's a saxophonist? No to that as well because I have several musicians in my family, not as famous as him of course however, his horn did not initially impress me. I have always enjoyed music and jazz just so happens to be one of my favorites so his profession was just icing on the cake (and free entry for me into his shows).

But what really got me about him was seeing first hand the passion he has towards his children. I had come to visit one evening after his youngest son had experienced slight complications from asthma and just watching the details of his care towards his child and how he took his time and made sure his son was comfortable and then later praying for literally every single member of his immediate family (children, grandchildren, parents, siblings, nieces, and nephews)...he called each one by name, and I was sold. He wasn't trying to impress me at all. He was just doing his daily routine. Nothing fancy, nothing glamorous. Just every day living like a normal human being. 

Since we've been married, the life of being his wife has been interesting and fulfilling. Getting used to his schedule, his sleeping patterns, his fan base! It takes a special someone to love and be in a relationship with an artist. Our thought process and perception of the norm is NOT the norm. But one thing that I have found to be overwhelmingly true is that for an artist of any kind, support means everything. Understanding our insanities and being able to handle the demands of our craft is not for everyone to understand. I've learned that by having his back and supporting his "balance", there is absolutely nothing he will not do for me. And that for me, is more important than the recognition of being his wife. 

Today is Valentine's Day, and I'm sharing my husband with you so that you can have a night of romance, dinner, dance and great music. He has two shows tonight, had two shows last night... Someone asked me, "your Valentine's Day, I know, is off the chain right?" Well, he's working as he does every Valentine's Day. This is his job. I'll be at his show tonight, sitting by myself in the midst of couples rekindling their love for each other to his music, dancing, cuddling, feeding each other. Watching him give his all, preparing an atmosphere for you to continue your date-night at home. 

But you know what...? As I sit and watch him perform on any given occasion, I get great pleasure of watching my husband do what he loves and that's making music. I get pleasure watching him live the life that God chose for him. He breathes music. He bleeds music. He plays music in his sleep (literally on my arm or on my back) Plus, he's sexy as hell standing up there playing that thang. But I wouldn't have it any other way because at the end of each day, I get to take him home and rekindle my love for him as he peacefully falls asleep in my arms. One of the greatest feelings in the world! I love my life as a musician's wife. I love my life as his wife. Today is just another day for us. He gives me what I need to satisfy my soul every day. 

So to my husband, my best friend, my ace and my muse... I love you. I appreciate you sooo much.   You have brought so much joy into my world and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for giving me your rib. I know it's a work day for you and that's ok because everyday is Valentine's Day in OUR home....