This week, I found myself reminiscing about a special trip my partner and I took to the South last summer. As I looked back at photos and memories, I felt a wave of gratitude for those warm, joy-filled moments. Sometimes revisiting the past is the perfect way to appreciate the current moment.
116. Perfect Timing
117. Grand Ole Opry
118. Delicious Brunch
119. Ice Cold Water
120. Sunset On The Walk Home
#116: Perfect Timing
Last week, my girlfriend and I embarked on a five-day adventure to Nashville, TN. At least, that was our initial plan. Instead, we found ourselves renting a car and exploring four states: Tennessee, Alabama, Kentucky, and Indiana. Due to our hectic schedules at work, we didn’t plan a detailed itinerary which ended up being a great thing as we allowed for room to be spontaneous. About two days into the trip, we realized that you can experience the essence of Nashville in just two full days. Despite our lack of preparation, everything fell into place perfectly.

For instance, our cab driver from the airport dropped us right in front of the African American Music Museum, one of the spots on our list. It was the first Wednesday of the month, and we discovered they offered free admission on that day! It couldn’t have been more perfect. We had just enough time to explore the museum before our Airbnb was ready for check-in.
A couple more moments happened during brunch in Louisville, Kentucky. I forgot to ask our waitress to bring my tea with the meal. She brought the tea first, and as I realized my mistake, my meal arrived just a minute later. It was a small moment of gratitude for me.
In Birmingham, AL, we visited the Civil Rights Square. My girlfriend needed to use the restroom, and we couldn’t find one nearby. We decided to head towards the 16th Street Baptist Church, a significant civil rights site. To our surprise, we arrived just in time for the last tour of the day, which started two minutes later. This tour was the highlight of our trip, a poignant and memorable experience that I’m incredibly grateful for.

#117: The Grand Ole Opry
On Sunday night, we attended a country music show at the Grand Ole Opry. I was blown away by the rich history of country music and the incredible performances. My favorite act was the final one by Don Schlitz, the songwriter behind classics like “The Gambler” and “When You Say Nothing at All.” It was a night filled with history and unforgettable memories.
#118: Delicious Brunch

One of the best parts of traveling is indulging in delicious brunches at local spots. I savored veggie omelets, pancakes, biscuits, and home fries. Each meal was a delightful experience, and I’m grateful for the wonderful brunches we enjoyed throughout our trip.
#119: Ice Cold Water

The weather was scorching hot and humid, with temperatures averaging 96 degrees. I was immensely grateful for ice-cold water during those sweltering days. Each sip felt like a moment of pure tranquility.
#120: Sunset on the Walk Home
On July 4th, we were treated to a breathtaking sunset on our walk home. The sky was illuminated with a soft, bright orange and yellow glow, with fireworks sparkling behind tall buildings. It felt like a scene straight out of a movie. Here is a photo I took which does not do it justice at all…

I’m deeply grateful for that awe-inspiring moment of bliss.
Weekly Spotlight
This week’s spotlight is a thought-provoking quote by Arthur C. Brooks that reminds us what truly matters in the end:
“No one sighs regretfully on his deathbed and says, ‘I can’t believe I wasted all that time with my wife and kids,’ ‘volunteering at the soup kitchen,’ or ‘growing in my spirituality.’ No one ever says, ‘I should have spent more time watching TV and playing Angry Birds on my phone.’
— Arthur C. Brooks
It’s a powerful reminder to invest in the people and values that bring lasting fulfillment—not just temporary distraction.


One of the many reasons I love this time of year is graduation season. Working in higher education, I now get a behind-the-scenes view of just how much planning and coordination it takes to bring these milestone moments to life. Seeing all the moving parts come together—from seating arrangements to speeches—has given me a deeper appreciation for these ceremonies. But what moves me most is witnessing the joy, pride, and emotion on the faces of families and friends as they celebrate their loved one’s accomplishments. It’s a beautiful reminder of how far we can go with support and perseverance.







Last week we celebrated my nephew’s birthday. It’s wild how fast he’s growing up. I’m so grateful for him—and for the moments we share as a family. These are the memories that matter most.



About five years ago, I made the bold (and clearly questionable) decision to hand-feed squirrels at a park. One of them bit me—right on the index finger! It bled a lot, and let’s just say the squirrel’s dental capabilities were… underestimated. Explaining the situation to doctors, nurses, and friends was the real ordeal. One nurse even joked about maybe me getting squirrel superpowers after the bite—whatever those might be! Now, every time I walk past that park, I smile thinking of that bizarre but memorable encounter. I hope that little guy is still thriving in his old age. I hope he did not discover a new taste for human meat.


















There’s something magical about falling asleep to the soft rhythm of raindrops tapping against the window. The gentle sound creates a feeling of calm, making the blankets feel even warmer and more inviting. This week, I found myself especially grateful for those peaceful, rain-filled nights.
