It’ so close I can smell it… the roasting turkey in the oven, homemade stuffing, deserts, and rising bread by the window. It’s so close I can hear it… the Latin music playing throughout my mother and father-in-law’s house, my sister telling me about her grades and middle school drama, and the pattering of familiar feet. It’s so close I can feel it… my father’s arms around me knowing how proud he is of me, the emotional Grace my father in law gives every year as we thank God for all of the gifts we are given, and my wife squeezing my hand under the table letting me know she’s by my side through the thick of life. Thanksgiving is by far my favorite holiday. No pressure, just family and remembering what really matters in the craziness of daily life.

Everyone who knows me understands just how hard I have been working getting photos finished, papers graded, athletes prepared… I can’t begin to tell you how excited I am for this Thanksgiving to be coming. Diana deserves it… deserves me all to herself with no distractions.

So, on this Sunday, I am busting hump to get stuff done: photos completed, uploaded, exported, ready for print. DONE… The end is in sight, beautiful. I love you and I am so excited for this vacation!