Dear Jackson,

July 6, 2010

One down, many more to go

Filed under: Birth to 1 year-old — Tags: — aJOHNymous @ 4:17 pm

I recently re-read the first letter I ever wrote to you. It was the recollection of your birth and time in the hospital. Some parts of it are tough to go back to but I’m really glad I was able to get it all on paper before it became a series of fuzzy memories.

I can’t believe it’s been a year already. It went by so quickly. It would seem a bit redundant to review the past year because I figure that’s what I’ve already been doing with these letters, so I won’t really recap too heavily. I’ll just say this: my health issues aside, the first year of your life has been pretty great for all of us.

The past 3-4 months have been especially great for me. My UC symptoms faded away (for now), I’ve been able to visit and talk with my best friends much more, we’ve had a lot of family outings and parties, and I’ve been speaking with a therapist. Work is still work, but I’ve learned to quit bitching about it until I am willing to make a change. I’ve come to realize that I am ultimately responsible for my life and all of my choices. I’ve learned to use my regrets as fuel to spark real changes in my life. I still have all my old regrets, fears, and guilt—I’ve just learned to live with them and learn from them. I’m doing my best to turn all of my negatives into positives. So far, so good.

And then there’s you. It seems like you’re just about to start walking without assistance and you’ve developed quite a personality. You still have some sleep issues every now and then but that’s just about the worst of it. It’s been pretty weird to look back through all of the pictures we took during the first week of your life last year. Just seeing how far you’ve come in just one year’s time is amazing.

Right now I’m at work and adding to this letter whenever I have some free time. I’m trying my best to keep you in my thoughts all day and reflect on the events of the past year. I keep pulling up pictures of you from this past weekend (Fourth of July and your birthday party) and just smiling at how much fun you’re having. It’s nice and it definitely helps brighten my day.

I find myself wondering just how different you’re going to be by the time I start next year’s birthday letter. I suppose you’ll be walking, talking, and have a little more hair than you do now. I can’t wait to look back on these letters and see the progression.

So with all that said, I’ll keep this letter short and sweet:

Happy first birthday, son. Thanks for being an awesome little mini-me. I love you.


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