I have two sons. My oldest is 17, a senior in H.S. and has committed to Ferrum College where he will be playing lacrosse and studying who knows what. When we met with the lacrosse coach, my son told the coach that he wanted to play lacrosse in college, however, he wasn't coming to college to play lacrosse. I started thinking about him in a different light at that moment. My baby boy is becoming a man that is beginning to know what he wants and what he doesn't want. Now - my son has always worked hard at lacrosse and academics. He is in the National Honor Society, is a two sport varsity athlete (football and lacrosse), carries a 3.75-4.0 GPA (depending on when you check the grades), treats others kindly and gets into a small amount of trouble every now and then (if he didn't I would think something was wrong with him). Knowing all of this, I was still surprised at his statement to the coach. It wasn't something we had discussed...it was him making sure he and the coach had an understanding. Anyway, I am treasuring my time with him more than ever lately and I am sad at the same time because I know he is moving on soon and we will be 6 hours from one another...

My youngest is 11 and he is as non-athletic as they come. He is clumsy and uncoordinated like a newborn horse. But, he is one of the absolute coolest people I have ever met. He is always more concerned with others than himself; he loves a good laugh; he will drop whatever he is doing just to hang out with me; he will make someone a 100% priority if he thinks they are in need of a little pick me up. He is scary intelligent and affectionate to the same degree.

When I was young, my mom and dad divorced, then my mom and my step-dad divorced...not really that uncommon these days. My mom worked 3 jobs trying to make ends meet so she was never home and there was no positive male role model in my life. My youth was full of anger, fighting, crime, etc...I think about the differences in my kids and myself at their ages and I am amazed at how they are turning out. There are glaring differences in our childhoods. My wife and I have been married for 20 years this coming February. We spend a lot of time with our boys. We take the time to figure out their passions and then we work with them to develop those passions without them even knowing it.

So I have written all of this to ask you all - do you find yourself in awe of the people your kids are becoming? Are you like me in that you wonder...are these really my kids?!