This is a very personal post, one I never thought I’d get to write.
Many years ago, nearly two decades by now, I met two young ladies and fell in love.
Holly was three when I first saw her; Brandi was a newborn. The lack of biological connection was never a factor. When you open your heart to a child, it never fades or changes. You always love them. And for six years, they were the most important thing in my life.
Alas, to paraphrase the song “Memphis, Tennessee,” “We were torn apart because [their] Mom did not agree.” And for twelve years I had no idea what had become of them. I could only hope they remembered me, and that one day I would have the chance to tell them I loved them.
And at last, I had that chance.
Thank you, Brandi, for finding me on the Internet. And thank you both for remembering that I love you.