One.

365 days of loving this sweet boy, finding out the beauty of parenthood, of love that is so deep it makes the heart ache. 12 months of learning all he has to teach, walking through his days as he grows and soaks up the world around him, loving what he sees, embracing his days. 52 weeks of knowing that this was meant to be, that it just feels right, this precious gift of life, this beautiful boy. One year of wondering where the time went, wondering what life was even like before he came. A year like no other, living as a family of three, full of memories and hope for a future fulfilled.

Happy Birthday, sweet boy. Here is what I know, Jackson– something so obvious to any observer:  You are loved.

-I know very little (read:  nothing) about athletics, but it looks like this kid has some serious form at one year old:

Thank you, Jackson & family! It was a privilege, as always.

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