Every night should be this sweet

Just after we turn off the lights and crawl under the covers…

“Goodnight Jada, I love you,” I whisper.

“I love you more,” she says.

“I love you always,” I respond.

Every night should be this sweet.

Traveling on Thanksgiving

thanksgiving travelers, ohare airport

There are many thoughts that can cross your mind when traveling on Thanksgiving. I’m sitting here at a bar in the Chicago O’Hare airport, waiting for my connecting flight to Dallas. With the waves of travelers passing by, I wonder, what’s everyone’s story? Where have they been and are they headed?

I’m feeling nostalgic and pensive about the holidays. If I could replay my life through Thanksgiving memories, it would be a montage of traveling from one point to another between then and now.

Movement. Isn’t that what life’s about?

Perfect moments can be fleeting. But finding the right momentum can propel you in all the right directions. So this year, I give special thanks to all the lovely family, friends and forces for helping me arrive.