It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other—not a single day has passed that I haven’t thought about you.

When your dad and I went our separate ways, I wanted more than anything to stay in touch, but he felt it would be better if we didn’t, and I wanted to respect that — not because I stopped caring or loving you, but because I didn’t want to make things harder or more complicated for anyone, especially you.

That said, I still carry all of you with me every day. I remember the laughter, the silly moments, the hugs, the car rides, the holidays, the quiet evenings — all of it. I often look through old photos and smile (and sometimes cry), because our time together meant so much to me. You all became such a big part of my heart, and that doesn’t go away.

So I just want you to know this: I’m still here. If you ever want to reach out — for any reason at all — I’ll be right here with open arms and an open heart. No pressure, no expectations, just love.

We teased about me being your evil “stepmother,” but I was blessed when you called me your “bonus mom.” You were never “just” my step kids. You were, and are, so much more than that. You’re part of my story, and I’ll always be cheering you on, whether from near or far. Thank you for loving me, and letting me love you back.

With all my love,

Beth