I adore my stepsons.
I LovE their simplicity, their innocence and their light.
A light I don’t want anyone or anything to ever dim.
I LovE watching their connection with their dad and how affectionate they are with him.
I giggle when they ask him to carry them to bed, even though they’ve both become way too big for him to lug around easily.
I LovE their crazy humor, their rambunctiousness, even when in my eyes it’s not “the proper time” for it.
I LovE how they aren’t afraid to say what’s on their mind and feel free enough with me to allow me to experience all of their being.
I LovE how they push my buttons and with that, reveal to me parts of myself in need of healing.
I LovE their hugs and hearing “I LovE you Le” out of the blue.
I LovE their drawings and art, their creativity.
I LovE how they each march to the beat of their own drummer and how the music they hear is of the same genre, but different grooves.
I LovE watching them excel at what they LovE.
Watching them grow and learn, watching their minds and hearts expand.
I’m honored that they expanded their hearts to LovE me.
I LovE every single ounce of them.
I LovE their dad. I LovE our family.
I LovE what they bring out of me.
Because of them, I know my capacity for LovE is boundless.
I LovE every glorious and messy moment of being a stepmom.
My heart and world are forever expanded. What a life altering LovE.
Happy Stepmom’s Day to all my fellow Stepmammas!