I have three living children. One I gave up for adoption, so I never hear from him. My only daughter doesn't speak to me because she hated being a jw and hated me for forcing it on her. She ran away when she was fifteen and has never forgiven me.
My youngest, Greg, joined the Navy and has been stationed on the East Coast for over a year. I was such a rotten mother and I hadn't heard from him since this past February. He is married now and although I know he is busy with his own life, I couldn't help but think that he hates me like my daughter does. I sent him a Christmas card and honestly didn't think I would be hearing from him.
He called me yesterday. He thanked me for the card. I told him how I'm working two jobs now and plan to get our car road-ready soon and get my license. He sounded sincerely happy for me. He made E-4 and will be deployed next year. He told me that his wife is expecting, she is 7-1/2 weeks pregnant. What was the most wonderful thing about this conversation was that he told me he loved me. He was concerned about me. He is what I wanted my little boy to become when he became a man. I can't tell you how proud I am of him and how happy I am that one of my children really seems to like me. Geez, I want to cry!