D-Day Project #1: Thanksgiving Week began with a question that surfaced as Thanksgiving approached. Living in Chicago, far from my parents in Michigan, I was preparing to return home after a long time away. In the two weeks leading up to that visit, I found myself wondering what those days felt like on their side—what it meant for them to wait for a reunion, and how they moved through time as the date came closer.

The project grew from that curiosity: a desire to pay attention not only to the moment of arrival, but to the fourteen days before it—from D–14 to the day just before we met. Instead of treating the countdown as empty waiting, I wanted to hold the ordinary in-between days more carefully: the small routines, the quiet anticipation, the distance that slowly shortens, and the emotions that gather as a reunion becomes real.

In that sense, this first project was an attempt to honor time shared from afar—two lives moving separately, yet oriented toward the same D-Day, until their days finally overlap again.