Thursday, August 27, 2015

The Shutout

 

We all dream of who our babies will be. 

When we lay in bed at night savoring their kicks and turns, we imagine who they will grow to be. 

Colton was going to play soccer. We just knew it. B already coached the older boys. B loves soccer. I love soccer. Hell, we met because of soccer. 

Colton had the biggest kicks. He would rock my whole stomach. We'd laugh about how he'd put that foot to use someday. B hoped he'd be a left-footer like momma. Left handed and left footed would be awesome. He was going to be our lil' all-star. 

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The other day I went to pick up Delaney from her dads house. When he opened the door my heart hit the floor. His wife's son was sitting on the floor, suited up for soccer, holding a ball. Shin guards and socks on, he was ready to go.  He's only six months older than Colton would be, so it always stings a little to see him. He's sweet as pie and grins and laughs and says "Bye Delaney" with the cutest little voice.

In that moment my heard just wept. My little boy should be suited up. My little boy should be heading to practice. He should be going to Opening Day and having pictures this weekend. He should be in pre-kr. We should have gone backpack and school clothes and .... cleat shopping. 

I didn't just lose my baby. I lost my all-star. And I miss him. I miss  him so much.