They just turned 27 and 25 in July. With both of them it's their actions, that speak volumes.
I still think I'm a horrible mom. I missed the better part of their childhood, even though I spoke to them everyday. It's amazing when someone messes with your head so much that when you can't tell a lie from a truth and your making decisions based off of this, you royally get fucked (sorry it's about as honest as I can be)

It feels good when they say that doesn't it? Most of us try to raise decent human beings, but to see it come together is mind blowing.