Oh how my life has changed

I have been doing a lot of thinking lately.  My 20th HS reunion came and went, I did not go.  I'm sorry for the fact that I missed the opportunity to see and reconnect with old friends.  As I could tell by some of the post, everybody still the same, with exceptions of new wrinkles and gray hair.  I have spent past few weeks going over the last 20 years, and have come up with the conclusion that I am an extremely lucky man.
      I'm not going to go into first 10 years out of HS.  Those of you that know me can paint a clear picture of what I was. Those of you who knew me during HS, well, pretty much the same.  Those are funny stories for another time.
     March of 2002, I moved to Houston.  No future, had a job with enterprise, worse job ever, just got up and left the 305.  Came to Houston to start a life with my wife.  Finally I left the comforts of my family and had to put my boots on.  Ended up taking a job working as an Aide for a special needs class at a local HS.  This job turned into my career.  A mighty good one I must say.  Finally had a life.
     Three wonderful things came out of all of this: Taryn, Jackson, and Summer.  These are my three everythings.  They are the reason i get up in the morning and the reasons I stay up late(Taryn!!!!) Are they perfect, well lets say that they are perfectly imperfect.
     Taryn is my oldest.  She is 18 and has graduated from high school.  She is Dad's big baby girl.  She wants to be a FBI profiler. I am very proud of her despite the fact that I have been up in her business since she turned 12.  I apologize Taryn, even though we still had some issues, I did it because I love you.  Its hard now because I'm trying to let go of the reigns.  She is a cause of most of my gray hair.  I see very special things happening in her future.  She is the total package.  She just needs to see it :)
     Jackson, my son, the one who has saved me from a home filled with estrogen.  My son is awesome.  He is a triple threat also.  Smart, handsome beyond belief, and 100 times better athlete than his dad ever was(only seven).  My son has his mother's calm sense of being and her organizational skills.  However, and probably not going to help him, he has his father's lack of a filter.  What ever he does though, he does well.  Lookout world, you will be hearing about my son.
     Then there is little baby girl, Summer.  She is dad times 100.  Nothing can or will stop her when she sets her mind to it.  Threat of punishment doesn't matter.  Also has inherited dad's lack of a filter and wit.  She is gorgeous.  Planning on grounding her when she becomes a teen.  She always the first to give dad a hug and kiss when I get back from anything.
     My life has turned out pretty well.  I have no regrets.  Everything I have done in my past has led me here.

Til Tomorrow