You were there before my son was even a thought. You selected the day he was created and the day he was born. You see his every thought before he even knows he has them. You carefully selected every piece and part of him and lovingly crafted the beautiful, perfect little boy that I call my own. You made him smart, kind, loving, justice minded and incredibly stubborn. You gave him determination that most adults don't have and it has served him well. You have healed him when no one believed he could survive and comforted him when no one on earth could. You created my son and gave him to me and I am thankful always to you, his Heavenly Father, who has never left his side.
My son's second father
You watched my son grow for 9 months, you watched him come into this world and 1 short day later you walked out on him. You have never truly met him, but you have affected his life in so many ways. You make him feel wrong and not normal. You make him feel unloveable. You make him wonder what he could do different for you to want him. Your abandonment makes my son worry about things no child should even think of. The last you heard about him was from a doctor telling you he would probably die without your help, you refused. Do you know if he is alive or do you even care? There have been days that I hated you so much I wished you were dead. But I am grateful to you, his biological father, because your selfishness meant I never had to share my son or worry about the influence you would have on his life. Your absence is better than your presence.
My son's third father
You met a little boy at chick-fil-a and let him ask questions that I'm sure you weren't prepared for. You show him that someone can love his mom and what it means to be a husband. You give him a safe place to have "boy talks" and a sense of pride and normalcy. You are the first person my son could call dad and have embraced that job fully. I'm not sure who floats higher when a stranger asks about your son, him or you. Do you know you make him feel complete? You provide safety and stability and, as my sweet boy prays at dinner, "a full family." You give him stories to tell because he loves to talk about "his dad" and family talks at school will no longer be embarrassing and awkward for him because you make him feel right. You love him even on his bad days and are patient with him. You try every day to be better with him and for him and I am so grateful to you, his step father, for being my son's dad.
