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Dear Stepdad

A letter from his mother

By Barbra HowardPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

Dear Stepdad,

I wish you could have met my perfect baby boy. I fell in love with his soft pink skin, and precious face right from the start. Rocking him slowly, watching him sleep, his cries melted my heart.

I didn’t have time to say goodbye to the baby I had known. There was a bright-eyed toddler I would meet who stole my heart with his little hands and unsure feet.

Without a word, the toddler was gone. This curious boy who came along chased adventures every day, he made me laugh to watch him play but he didn't stay very long.

A teen had come sweeping in, excited about each day. He was learning and growing, and as I was trying to hold on, he quickly slipped away.

I’d introduce you to all of them if I could, but they aren’t here anymore. The man you met stands where they stood. He’s strong, brave, and loyal to the core. He too can’t stay just like the others never could.

I miss each one of those tiny boys and hold them very dear. I am witnessing his life and cherishing this time, so blessed I get to be here.

If you see me watching his every move, hugging him one more time, you’ll understand now, I’m welcoming him as well as saying goodbye.

Love Always,

His Mom

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Barbra Howard

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