I saw this clip when it aired live this week. The sound is simplistic and corny. Her look is soooo NOT Metropolitan New York City.
But then there's the part of this that grabs you by the throat and chokes you with a grip that won't let go.
Kellie was part of the by far MOST talented class of American Idol ever: Taylor Hicks, Katharine McPhee, Chris Daughtry, Elliot Yamin, Kellie Pickler, and Brooke Barrettsmith all landed major recording gigs - and of course only Hicks took home the trophy.
But Pickler's story is a moving one because you could tell she had endured a hard life growing up in the reality that her mother had walked out on she and her baby brother when they were just little kids. They were raised in their Grandmother's home and Pickler's breakthrough on Idol was what set her on a course to the top.
She's not Carrie Underwood, but she's still done exceeding well for she and her brother.
And like cathartic therapy the words to the song she sang on the CMA's were both an anthem of accomplishment in her own emotional and professional development - but also an indictment on her mom - who will no doubt appear from the shadows of life to try to reconnect now that Pickler has something of material gain in her life.
This strikes a chord in me, having been abandoned by my paternal father when I was 18 months old. The man who later married my mother, adopted me, and gave me a daddy at a time when a frightened little boy needed one. He too later abandoned his own daughter, my youngest sister.
I'm not sure what it was about the boomer generation, rebellion against God, uncontrollable selfishness of spirit and heart, or maybe fear that they could not force their kids to live up to the ideal because much of what was in the heart of their generation was so much less than ideal. Whatever the case a lot of 30 year olds will identify with the spirit of Pickler's emotive, expressive, and in many ways - unforgettable moment on a very forgettable night.
If you've got someone you need to make something in life right with - consider this your gentle wake up call. Make the contact, initiate the discussion, and look forward with hope. If you're the one who did the damaging behavior - don't expect forgiveness - just take responsibility. God will work out the forgiveness in His time, not ours.
Most of all - be the change you wish to see. Making it right, walking back - when you previously walked away, will be difficult but at the end of the day will be the right thing to do.