Today.
Today is one year.
365 days.
A lot of hours and minutes that I'm not going to figure out.
Half through.
My Jackson.
Our Jackson.
Today is his hump day.
I don't even know if there is an official term for it.
By some miracle, I really do feel like it has gone by very fast.
One year down.
In eleven months, I will hug him and squeeze his cheeks and stare at him endlessly.
I will make him a big dish of Ziti, chocolate chip cookies and have all the flavors of Mountain Dew stocked for him.
I will watch him hug his brothers.
I will watch them all cry with tears of joy.
Until then, go forth Bubba.
Your work is not down.
And neither is mine.
There are people who have been prepared for you.
Go find them.
Love them.
Make long-lasting relationships with them.
Do your best, Bubba.
Your mama loves you endlessly.
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