There’s nothing harder then to go into a pre-made family. Three men in my life have done that, my brother, my dad Jeff, and Fred.
Knowing that Fred didn’t even want to have kids, he treats us like we are his own. He’d do anything for us, no matter what it is. He came into my life when I was 11, didn’t really want him there but I really didn’t have a choice. Now I am glad that he did. Yes he still doesn’t want kids of his own because he now has us, and Leroy. I am really grateful for having him in my life. It would be crappy without him; I’d probably be living on the streets without him
Jeff, came into my life when I was 6 months old. For the longest time I thought that he was my dad, the only one I knew anyways. He came to us, knowing mom had two kids, but didn’t care. He treated us, better then my biological sperm donor did. Yes he wanted to have kids of his own, but he was happy with what he had. Then Cassidy came along, and he still acted like we were his. At the age of 19, my brother met Meghan, didn’t know that she was pregnant at the time; he went on a date with her. She told him that she was 3 months pregnant, and all he said was.. Ok. And? He treats that baby as his own. He is following in the footsteps of Jeff. He knows that he didn’t have to do it, but he wanted to. He knew that the father wouldn’t be in that baby’s life. And he cared that much to take over.
I’m so grateful for these men in my life. Yes one is gone but he will always be my daddy, my brother stepping up to the plate, and growing up, and Fred, taking over as a father when we didn’t have one. I don’t know how to thank them. But I know that I will forever love them.

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