Me: Great things come...

...though waiting (a.k.a. procrastination) can occasionally be a bad thing. :)

After many moons, I heard from my kids. Yeah, they're not my biological kids but they may as well be; I love those boys like my own. Waaaaaay back in undergrad, I had the pleasure of meeting their family during Mission Waco's "King's Club." And we've been a family ever since.
I must admit, I knew I was destined to move around alot and possibly move far away from home and I didn't know what would become of family ties. And I knew that their Mom moved alot as well (in the best interests of the kids, in my opinion.) I just hoped beyond hope that they would someday get in touch with me.

6 years later, they found my letter and shot me a phone call. They're so grown up now! One's 18, the other two are 13 and 12 respectively. And so well spoken. :) Needless to say, I'm proud of them, no matter what they're up to. Hell, I'm just glad they're alive and well. Hee! I can fully understand why people have kids; just hearing from them put a huge goofy grin on my face.

In any case, I'm going to send them a little positive reinforcement for successfully completing another school year and will definitely keep in touch!