Foxy,
For being such a little dude, you have been one of the biggest puzzles of my adult life. When I married your dad, I wasn't given a manual on how to be a stepmom, and three years since meeting you, there's still no way I'd ever know how to even begin writing something like that. We have had some rough moments, no doubt. When the dust starts to settle on all of the grown up -stuff- that all of the grown ups in your life always have going on, you've been there every time, cautiously, but lovingly, extending an outstretched little hand for me to grab onto. You've retreated most times, sometimes right away, but occasionally I get several days of stepson-lovin'. I know you'll never read this until you're grown up, and maybe not even then, but there is no person in the world, besides you, that loves your father as much as I do, and by extension, that means you. You are a part of my life forevermore, and I will always care for you the way that I will care of Cori, Avery, and Lyric. I may not get to be your mom, but I will always be your "bonus mom".
Love always,
"Hirry" <3
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