Adversity can make us or break us. When my oldest stepson was 17, because of his own honesty, and desire not to repeat the lifestyle choices of his birthfather, he confessed to having committed a crime, when he was 15. The juvenile justice system gave him a severe consequence. He asked himself who he was and who he wanted to become. He worked hard in therapy and religiously followed all the rules of probation.
Now four years later, he has become an absolute joy to be around. He has a warmth, softness, and vulnerability that I find very appealing. He is happy in his job as an over-the-road trucker, going back and forth across this great land, or at least the eastern half of it. He is responsible and loving. This world is and will continue to be a better place because he is in it!
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Awesome. I have some younger relatives who could have benefited from this.
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