Jackson is going on a mission this Fall. I have been mentally preparing myself for a year for this. I think that denial is my best asset right now. Don't judge. #stroke
Yesterday, he received his acceptance letter to Dixie State University in St. George. That is a four hour drive. He will start there when he gets back from his mission... which will most likely not be taking place in Layton, Utah.
I might have cried. I did.
People, I am so damn proud of this kid. He is mature far beyond his years. He has always put himself in the man-of-the-house position. His brothers and I have found great comfort in that, although I have always begged him to just be him... to be a kid. His role has been much different and our Father in Heaven has given him all of the talents and skills he needs to fulfill this role.
My bubba. My baby boy. My little man. My sidekick. My protector... always. My comforter way too often. My grown-up mission-going, college-going young man.
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