A blanket of soft snow laid perfectly across the field, as if someone placed each individual piece once they fell from the sky. My foot made a soft crunch as it touched the ground, leaving outlines of my boots behind with every step. I began to turn in a 360 motion, my eyes were mesmerized by the Blue Ridge mountains in front of me, and the historic ballpark behind me. 

 

In that moment it was silent, nothing seemed real.

 

It was right then I realized that my career was about to take a drastic turn, but in the best way possible.