Felt very connected to my family this morning.
Sitting, drinking coffee with mother.
Reading a book from my father… one he LOVES.
Listening to a mix CD from my amazing brother.
Realizing a little bit of why I am who I am… how we’re all helping each other to be amazings… and we don’t even know it.
Then I got an email from Pops. A picture. A group of friends in Vermillion, South Dakota. Wow.
Can you pick out which one is my father?