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Christmas Eve was loud in the best way. Everyone together, stories overlapping, familiar laughs, the kind of chaos you don’t realize you miss until you are in it again. Christmas Day came early, as it always does, and after the morning settled I spent the afternoon with my best friend’s family. The kind of place where you are not a guest, you are just there, welcomed without explanation. Friday and Saturday were for friendship. Slow mornings, no schedules, wineries and distilleries where time did not matter and conversations stretched longer than planned. The kind of fun that does not need documenting. Just being present and laughing until your face hurts. Saturday also gave me something quieter. A few hours sitting with my grandparents, just talking. No rush. Stories, memories, little moments that feel ordinary until you realize how rare and valuable they are. Sunday was gentle. Watching a church sermon with my mom, sitting side by side, followed by seeing my sister and her baby one last time before Monday morning came too fast. Holding onto those final moments a little tighter, knowing goodbyes never get easier, just more meaningful. Five days. That is all it was. But it filled my cup in ways I did not even know it needed. Family, friends, stillness, laughter, faith, and love. Reminders of who I am when the noise fades. And then Monday came. But I left full 🤍

This is the beginning of something new. I’m excited (and honestly a little nervous) to open up this space and share more of my journey with you — the tournaments, the travel, the work, and the growth that comes with chasing this dream. Thank you for being here from the start. I’m really looking forward to this journey with you.