Meeting Jessarae

Hey Guys! It's Katie here, I wanted to share with you about the two times I met Jessarae. First of all I want to share with you how much of an incredible singer and song writer Jessarae is, I absolutely adore his voice, his lyrics - he has to be one of my favorite singers.

I guess this blog post isn't just about sharing my experience on meeting Jessarae, it's also a thank you to him. Some of this post was extremely hard for me to write, I apologize in advance for any mistakes that I may of made.

The first time I met Jessarae it was when he opened for the 5SOS concert I attended in Cardiff, I watched him perform outside to fans briefly - I was determined to not let my anxiety get the better of me due to the volume of people - I waited to try and get a photo, a little nervous to ask not just because of the crowd but because someone I admired for a while was there in front of me but thankfully he came over and took a photo and was the sweetest person ever.

Waiting back inside for the concert, he walked by me and my friend. I thanked him for the photo and apologized I didn't say much and I told him I loved his music and he smiled so big and thanked me and it was so lovely to see.

His performance was incredible, his voice live is so beautiful and he has such a great stage presence.

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This is the part where it gets hard for me to write. I saw Jessarae again on July 19th - It was one of the happiest days I had in a while, I had a break from work, the stress of my health and just a time to forget everything. It was the start to my 18th Birthday celebrations and seeing Jessarae that week and meeting him again was amazing.

When myself and my friend met him, he remembered us both and spent some time talking with us, taking pictures and signed a few things and in that moment I couldn't of been happier.

Hearing him live again was even better than the first, I enjoyed every moment of that night and it's one I'll never forget.

It wasn't until the next day when I got home that things turned upside down. I noticed my dad was home (he's normally at work at the time we got home) - which was odd by itself let alone all the cars on the drive.

Once I got in my mum and dad took me straight upstairs and told me my Pops (grandpa) died the night before. I was heartbroken. I was suppose to be seeing him the next day and only saw him a few days before. Something like this happening so close to your birthday, especially a birthday that's special is the worst.

Now at this point you're probably thinking 'what's this got to do with Jessarae?' And I'm about to explain. Those next few days, even weeks after are some of the hardest times of my life.

My birthday was spent with the sadness that he wasn't there. The week wasn't what it was meant to be and I don't have the best memories of my 18th but seeing Jessarae that Tuesday, meeting him. It brings me so much happiness and gives the better memories of my 18th. And that's what I want to thank him for. For giving me a happy memory in the hardest week I think I've ever been through.

(The photos to the side are from the first and second time i saw him live! The closer ones are from the second and the further away the first!)

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(ALL IMAGES BELONG TO ME)

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