Dad

Yesterday, my 13 year old told me that sometimes he forgot that I wasn't his real father.
"I just feel like I'm yours," he said.
I told him that I referred to him as my own, even though I struggled at times with making sure people had all the information-- that he and his brother weren't my biological children, however, I felt as if they were-- but recently I'd stopped caring how much information other people had. I told him that I loved him very much and I didn't think I would feel differently about he or his brother if they had actually come out of me.
He patted my head (that's something he does) and said, "I love you so much. You're my best friend and family."
I just don't have any more words. Maybe later.