Heard from a former foster son

One of my all time favorite foster sons called me today. He was Johnny when we got him at age 3 months. He was tiny thing, only 8 pounds and he had three broken bones. We had him until he was a year and a half old, when he and his bio sister were adopted by a wonderful couple. His name is now Ryan (his choice) and he is 19 years old. He just graduated and is soon to be starting college majoring in Homeland Security. I am so proud of him, he had a ton of obstacles to overcome and he has done a great job. It was so good to hear from him!