04/28/2026
He turned 15 yesterday—and it hit me how much is about to change.
New responsibilities.
New freedoms.
A whole new version of him unfolding.
A life that’s stretching wider by the day.
And still—
he lets me press pause for a minute.
Still stands there, lets me see him.
Not performing. Not trying. Just… being.
This is the in-between.
This is the part that slips past if you’re not paying attention.
Before the next version of him takes shape—
This is before it changes.