Because family comes in many forms… Born an only child with four sons to raise did little in preparing me for what life would teach me. My personal journey was less than perfect, unaware of the battles I would face, the trails I would one day need to overcome. While many have functioned in dysfunctional families, the domino effect it has on a child is immeasurable. I have been blessed to watch each of my children grown into men and see first-hand as they redefined their lives, facing obstacles and searching for themselves at a time when many are so lost. As I write this, I feel the tears welling within my eyes for like many of you reading this; a child brings our greatest joy and deepest sorrow. We attempt to give them more than we were given and at times, we draw from a well that runs dry with the exception of our tears. To Rick and Jess, I say thank you. Unaware, my faith would be tested yet again. As I let go of my son’s hand as a mother does when they take their first step, with tears I am thankful for the two of you reaching out to him and saying, “we have you as long as you continue to reach out”. For this, I am thankful, and while God alone knows what our tomorrows bring, the two of you have been a vehicle God has used for me as well as my son. I had to stop blaming myself for some of his choices and understand the journey was his alone to walk. As much as I would love to do the work for him, the journey I have walked and those before him is a testimony that anything is possible. Thank you for reminding me of the promises God has made. Surely, He is a promise keeper and doesn’t speak just to hear Himself speak. Whenever I feel troubled I remember the conversations we have had on the phone so far and I smile, pull back and allow him to take the steps closer to God, building a relationship for himself. May you continue to be a light in the darkness for those trying to find their way out. God continue to bless you and thank you!