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There’s something about this photo that took me off guard and caused me to draw in my breath with happiness. 

I think because it looks so natural, us together, walking into church in our Easter best. 

And I think that means so much because being a stepmom is by definition not natural, it’s the stepping in to a situation that hasn’t gone as planned. And in the beginning years, it has been a careful, methodical, tedious step-by-step journey into forming “family” where there was no tie before.

Something about this photo felt to me like, “We made it.” We are doing it. 

In Sunday school today, Lucy painted a rock for me. She came out of the classroom as I picked her up, and showed it to me. “It says B - S - E - F,” she said, “and that’s for ‘Best Stepmom Ever Forever.’” I didn’t know what to say.  I just gave her a hug. 

As these posts seem to end so often lately, I am grateful. I’m so lucky and so grateful.