"That's My Boy"

I got a phone call the other day from my sister.  She preceded to direct me to a myspace account.  When I pulled it up, she said "that's my boy"!  I knew immediatly who she was talking about.  I was looking at the face of a boy I hadn't seen for 25 years.  A face that, I have never forgotten and was always on my mind and heart.  You see this boy was her son, my nephew, my parent's 1st grandson.  I stroked his picture as I cried and couldn't speak.  I really never thought this day would come.  He found her, he wanted to meet her and wanted her in his life.  December 15th, 1982 was the day he entered our lives and just a few days later he was gone.  It was the hardest thing my parents and Jo have ever had to decide.  We always wondered about him, worried about him and prayed for him.  He has a loving mother, a mother who kept Jo's letter and let him know about her.  A mother who helped him find her.  A mother who gave Jo back a missing piece of her heart.  Thank you God for bringing him back into our lives, thank you for giving him a loving family to raise him and love him.