33 today and… 32 was the biggest year of my life. Not even close. I married my best friend. I became a father. I closed on my house. I closed on my dream studio. I attended my first World Cup match. And I feel like that’s just scratching the surface. I feel so extremely blessed to have lived the life I have so far. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared every day that it could all get taken away from me. I feel so honored to do what I love for a living, to have the things I have, and the people around me. Despite what you see online, I'm always thinking about how grateful I am, and how devastating it would be to lose it all. That's why I obsess over my performance. Why I hyper analyze every metric and data point. Why I pour hours into this job and keep reinvesting in myself. But it hasn't failed me yet. Quite the opposite. It’s got me to my dream life. And 32 will forever be the year I could have never dreamed up. Thank you for being part of it.