I think I was a little hesitant about my step-mom joining our family at first.  I can barely remember because whatever hesitancy or resistance I may have had quickly subsided as I came to know her and how happy she made my dad.  She became my “Mom”, and she filled a space in my heart that was desperately in need of maternal love.

Soon after they married, I felt a mutual respect we had for one and other, along with the respect she had for my mother.  She never attempted to take my mother’s place.  Instead, I felt I always had her love and support whenever I needed it.  Mom knew how rough I had it losing my mother, and I felt like she gave me my space, allowed me to go through all my teenaged angst, and understood me more than Daddy did at times.

Fast forward to 24 years later, after Daddy’s illness and passing – I find myself closer to my Mom than ever before.  We need each other now more than ever.  She is part of my connection to my father.  She is my only parent now.  And I know that I will continue to have her love and support, just as she has mine.

Mom, I love you so much.  And I’m so grateful that you are my Mom.