Miranda Mack-Jackson Perspective on Drowning in the Light
I'm a devoted stay-at-home mom who cherishes family above all. Summers are my favorite, filled with sunny days on our boat, laughing with friends and making memories. When I'm not hiking through nature or penning my thoughts through writing, I'm nurturing the heart of our home.
My song Drowning in The Light is rooted in my life as a stay-at-home mom who poured everything into raising my son—until I realized I’d quietly lost myself in the role. The “little girl” in the lyrics is my own inner child, the dreams and pieces of me I set aside while nurturing his. Writing the song became my way of healing her, while still showing up as the steady, loving mom he needs. It’s about reclaiming my identity—not just as “Mom,” but as a writer, a hiker, a woman who loves summer days on the boat—without letting go of the family that grounds me.
My earliest memory of music is curled up on the living-room carpet with my mom, her fingers in my hair as Michael Bolton’s voice filled the room. She loved him fiercely—his soulful ballads were the soundtrack of our quiet afternoons. Years later, in 4th-grade art class, I’d sneak my little CD player under the table and press play on Time, Love & Tenderness whenever homesickness hit. Those songs weren’t just music; they were a tether to her, to home, to the safety of being someone’s little girl.
