1998

This week, I parked at the only open meter spot on UT's entire campus.  This was it's number.  1998. National Champions. Go Vols.

Last night, I watched the ESPN Film "The Book of Manning".  For anyone that knows even a little bit about me, I love me some Peyton - and the whole Manning clan for that matter.  And although this story was centered around the glorious sport that is football, it was more about family.

I've been blessed with an incredible family: parents who love and support me unconditionally, a brother who makes me laugh harder than any person on this earth, grandparents who never miss a single part of my life, aunts and uncles who offer listening ears and wise advice, and cousins that are more like siblings than anything else.

Today, I am feeling tremendously blessed.  Because God has used unusual things to remind me how fortunate I am.  Because, even on rough days, I have more to be thankful for than to complain about.  Because smiles can come in the most unexpected places - like a number on a parking meter.