–NEW ALBUM OUT NOW–

This album explores the various layers of grief. It was released January 11th, 2023 – the one-year anniversary of Vanessa's father passing away from pancreatic cancer.

The theme of the album parallels the Five Stages of Grief® – Denial, Bargaining, Anger, Depression, and Acceptance.

People gravitate towards the emotions that resonate most with where they are in their own grief journey. 

100% of profits generated from the album during the first year of its release will go to the Make-A-Wish foundation.

 

Listener Reviews: 

"This song is so so beautiful, I listened 3 times. You have a voice that evokes so much emotion, I burst into tears the second time.  That for me is the sign of a great song when you can connect so deeply. I hope you keep going... I want more." - Colette B.

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"As a Dad, I feel the words about your dad very deeply. It's a constant promise to myself and to my boys that I will be the kind of dad whose memory someday will be cherished this much. Thank you because what you share created inspiration to be the very best living parent possible." - Barrett S.

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"He was there for my first breath, I was there for his last."

Listen to The Music

The 4 singles are available below, along with the story behind each song.

(The FULL album is at the bottom of the page)

One Day At A Time

Vanessa Mitchell

If you’ve ever lost someone MAJOR in your life, you will understand these lyrics. During my family’s viral bucket list story covered by NBC, ABC, CBS, Inside Edition & The Washington Post, Vicki Quinn was one of the strangers who reached out.

“If you bring him to Las Vegas, I can arrange a UFC fight.”

At the time, my amazing Dad was in the

If you’ve ever lost someone MAJOR in your life, you will understand these lyrics. During my family’s viral bucket list story covered by NBC, ABC, CBS, Inside Edition & The Washington Post, Vicki Quinn was one of the strangers who reached out.

“If you bring him to Las Vegas, I can arrange a UFC fight.”

At the time, my amazing Dad was in the most significant fight of his life so it made sense to go.

That month was going to be Vicki’s first Christmas without her husband of 35 years who passed away in his sleep. 😞

Her loss was palpable… She truly was living one day at a time.

We never had a chance to meet on our brief overnight trip to Las Vegas, but even though we didn’t know each other, we began texting almost daily.

As if we picked up a conversation that had simply paused for a while.

Vicki’s resilience as a wife and mother is incredible.

She’s a true proud mama bear of her son, Stephen Quinn: Despite being a quadriplegic due to a rare birth defect, he created a well-respected career within the UFC starting as an intern at age 14 and climbing the ranks to Director of Regulatory Affairs.

Enduring over 35 surgeries before he was 12 years old, Stephen recovered by watching sports.

Both Vicki and Stephen made a lasting impact on me between her emotional support & kindness, and Stephen’s amazing accomplishments.

The bucket list experience that Vicki & her son coordinated was beyond a UFC fight… the true gift she gave me was quality time with my dad that I’ll never forget.

You don’t really know what to give or say to somebody when they lose their spouse.

The person they saw first thing each morning and each night, only to be replaced by an empty space in their bed.

And the house becomes quiet. So quiet.

A daily reminder of her loss.

Growing up, the only thing I was able to give to others was being creative or doing something thoughtful. I was the kid who gave my parents hundreds of homemade cards, photo collages, and pottery knick knacks (even as I “aged out” of doing those sort of things).

When I was 17, I created a painting of a 5'x5' large, yellow, blooming flower. Someone offered to buy it for $500 (A NON-family member!!) At that time I’d never sold a piece of artwork before so this offer blew me away.

But I didn't sell it…

It was the ONE piece of art I’d made that my dad seemed to genuinely love regardless that I was his daughter.

You know what I mean… the difference between “That’s beautiful, Sweetie” vs. “Wow, that’s actually really good.”

That was enough for me to officially call it ‘Not For Sale’ – My parents have kept it on their wall for 22 years.

And when they moved to a new house, my Dad had it professionally hung in their bedroom as something that could brighten their morning when they awoke each day.

It’s still there.

Back to Vicki.

When I wrote this song inspired by her story, it felt like something I could give her that actually mattered.

I sent her the acapella version and she replied…

“In this unthinkable loss, I received 500 flowers, 700 casseroles, many invitations, lots of books on grief, hundreds of cards, letters, and messages. Never did I receive a song that not only is beautiful but encompasses exactly how I feel… silent grief. Thank you will never be enough...”

It was a soundtrack of both our feelings.

Music is a superpower that heals and brings people together.

Vicki gave me unforgettable memories with my Dad, and I gave her a song.

But really, we gifted each other with a friendship when we both needed it the most.

In the months that followed, we've texted countless times.

Lifting each other in the hardest moments.

A cheerleader for our brighter days ahead.

We live in different states, but connection bridges the distance.

If you’ve ever lost someone MAJOR in your life, you will understand these lyrics.

Introducing ‘ONE DAY AT A TIME.’

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Thank You

Vanessa Mitchell

[ TIME… The Greatest Gift You Can Give ]

I’d been carrying a proverbial boulder this past year, my knees taking turns to assist in holding it up.

It was getting too heavy and I needed to put it down.

Right there on my closet floor, sobbing, I begged my Dad for forgiveness.

I felt guilty.

I had failed him by not being able to find something to

[ TIME… The Greatest Gift You Can Give ]

I’d been carrying a proverbial boulder this past year, my knees taking turns to assist in holding it up.

It was getting too heavy and I needed to put it down.

Right there on my closet floor, sobbing, I begged my Dad for forgiveness. 😩

I felt guilty.

I had failed him by not being able to find something to save him from pancreatic cancer.

Because I’m a problem solver.

Problem solvers are supposed to solve problems. 🧰 🔧

And I really wanted to fix this.

But I failed. I was incapable of changing the outcome and now he’s gone.

PERMANENTLY.

By that point, two months had passed since he had passed, so asking Dad to “stay” made no sense…

But grief is not linear, nor sensical.

I wanted it to go back to how it was.

It was an impossible ask.

So, I needed to ask Dad–wherever he is–for forgiveness instead.

And ultimately, forgive myself.

The boulder dropped.

💡 Here’s what I realize now…

Dad hadn’t saved me during the hardest times in my life, he was simply there.

As a guide.

A mentor.

He was there for me in my first half of life, and I was there for him in his last.

The hardest moments of my life had only felt easier because I wasn’t alone in them.

He didn’t “fix” my problems, he guided me through them.

Even when he couldn’t advise, he was always a safe harbor.

A listening ear. A calming presence.

He was my ‘home’, and then after starting my own family, a second home.

He was there for my first breath, I was there for his last.

For that, I’m grateful. 🙏

Grateful for his TIME.

Grateful that he chose to give it to me.

The greatest GIFT of all. 🎁

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BEHIND THE LYRICS…

This song was actually written after the album recording was finished. 🎵

The timing wasn't ideal.

I was on the plane back from Nashville after a long, cathartic, and creatively inspiring week. ✈️

Staring at the heavenly clouds through the little port hole, understanding now that I had no control over the final outcome with Dad, it was at that moment that I felt so deeply grateful for how everything played out given the unfortunate circumstances.

I was there for him.

And he knew it.

There’s something so unconditional and honest about the love between a great father & daughter.

That’s when I realized something was missing…

If this album was meant to honor my Dad, there was still one thing left to be said.

This song is called ‘Thank You.’

It’s a timeline montage of Dad being present throughout my life. Childhood, marriage, parenthood… And all the quiet moments in between.

His grandkids also make an appearance at the end as a way to say ‘Thank You’ to their Pop. Mom and Dad have helped Joe and I raise them… As they say, “It takes a village.”

If you've shared your time this far with me... I want to thank YOU, too.

For the time we’ve shared together, feeling Blessed & Grateful. ❤️ ✨

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Love Will Remain

Vanessa Mitchell

Two months after Dad died, one random Monday morning, every valley I’d experienced up to that point in life was transformed into a ditch.

THIS was the valley.

The kind of crying where your body can barely take a breath.

When there was no energy left… staring at nothing as I sat in the kind of silence where you hear your heart beating…

I felt Dad’s

Two months after Dad died, one random Monday morning, every valley I’d experienced up to that point in life was transformed into a ditch.

THIS was the valley.

The kind of crying where your body can barely take a breath.

When there was no energy left… staring at nothing as I sat in the kind of silence where you hear your heart beating…

I felt Dad’s presence. It felt like a warm hug on my shoulders from behind.

It was here at this moment that Dad spoke to me. It sounded like my voice, but I wasn’t the one speaking it.

It felt surreal and was exactly what I needed to hear at the time.

Dad had a calming presence – When he spoke, he held the room.

I genuinely believe he spoke these peaceful words to me at one of the most painful moments of feeling his loss…

And I listened.

“Sending you love Sending you light In your time of need, in this time of life You are loved You are loved

Sending you peace A blanket of love

I promise you, only love will remain

Sweet memories Of easier times Just try to breathe The pain will subside

How things used to be Will stay in your heart One day you’ll see The pain will subside

I promise you, only love will remain”

In this brief transcendent reality we shared for what was only a minute, his words transformed into lyrics and a melody appeared.

I truly believe we wrote this song together.

This was a GIFT given to me when I needed it most.

And in turn, I would like to share it with the world.

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When someone passes away, I often don’t know what to say that could possibly comfort them. The only thing that can fix their broken heart is to have their loved one back.

After posting my songs within several grief Facebook groups, this is the one that seemed to help people find the most comfort.

This song is meant to be shared with someone who is feeling a loss they never knew could be so hard.

Someone who is walking slowly through a shaded valley. Maybe even crawling…

For anyone who knows that place… This song is for you.

I truly hope it gives you as much comfort as it’s given me.

It’s been on repeat this past year, acting as a soothing balm for this invisible wound on my heart. ❤️‍🩹

I take comfort in having faith my Dad’s words are true…

Introducing: LOVE WILL REMAIN

Feeling blessed and grateful ❤️

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