Nestof3 Posted June 26, 2012 Share Posted June 26, 2012 I just couldn't leave my comment buried at the bottom of an old thread. Here's what I have to say about it. I never call Aaron my step-son. I came into his life when he was 7, married his dad when he was 8. His biological mom moved away before we married. He's been calling me mom all along. Sure, it's not the same as birthing a child and holding him after he was curled in your tummy for 9 months, but the love grows. I have three sons. I can honestly say I feel they are all mine. Right now, our eldest is renting the house across the street from us. Our younger sons are playing the Wii over there with him. He ordered pizza for the three of them. In August, he accepts a commission into the United States Marines, and I bawl every time I think of that. He has asked for four people in his life to pin the bars onto him on that day -- his dad, me, my dad, and a professor who helped him immensely (funny thing is, he was my high school Spanish teacher). If a person were to insinuate that he is not my son -- that I am not his mom -- after all we have been through, I honestly think I'd lose it. :lol: I home educated him from the fourth grade through graduation. We have been through so much together -- the good, the bad, and the ugly. He has come to me through relationships seeking advice. We have cried together. Honestly, I cannot put into words how much I love him. I'll leave you with two photos -- one, obviously, at our wedding day. The other, at his friend's wedding the other day. He asked me to dance with him. I think he even did so prior to asking his girlfriend. I added in one of his OCS graduation as well. One last thing. Raising Ben, I see Aaron all over again. Well, Aaron wasn't so grumpy. But, Ben is just so much like Aaron. We are a family just like any other. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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