I can't believe he is going to be 15 this year! He is like a fine wine, mellowing and becoming a finer edition of himself as he ages. We were so afraid of his teenage years, and they are turning out to be the best years we have had with him.
My son is a rockstar! He handles a heavy load life threw at him and is getting better at it every day. I made the poor boy cry last night. We snuggled for a while, which is a rare event. While we were snuggling, I told him how much I loved him, how unconditional that love is and that neither his dad nor I want him to feel like he had to choose between us. Where he lives does not change how much we love him.
He was embarrassed that he cried, but I think it was good for him. Someday he is going to read this and be so mad at me. Just a chance I will have to take!