Colton, how is it possible you turn 13 today? Two teenagers- in one house?
I've joked for so long about my "shot glass" list of desires. No bucket list for me. Two boys, turning 13 and 15 just 3 days apart? I'll take it- another small moment and a milestone- I'll savor and celebrate.
Oh Colton, where do I start?
Your big brown eyes are soulful, and the way your nose crinkles when you laugh brings joy to my life. You could not be more opposite of your brother. While Nolan is here to lead me into uncharted territory and expand me, your calm demeanor is the honey that both sweetens my soul and anchors me.
You're smart, funny, stubborn, sensitive, imaginative, loving, and a still a bit of a Mommy's boy. You wiggled your way into my heart from the very start, and have notched out your own way in this world.
I realized the other day, I can't do all the "little boy" things I used to. You'll let me grab your hand for a minute, but no way could I hold it. I can hug you quick, yet, it's occurred to me you don't really desire me to hang on too long. But in your wise beyond your years way, you seem to know, it is I who needs to hang on, for just a little bit longer.
I look at Nolan and I see all the things he can and will most likely do with his future. I look at you and have no idea. But what I've realized is that I can't dream a big enough dream for the things I think you will one day do.
To the moon, Bubba Jack- love you to the moon and all the way back.