Happy Mother’s Day!
I am a lucky mama today. My own mom texted me from Venice, where she’s enjoying a vacation of a lifetime with her partner. My two teen daughters are coming over with their dad shortly, to help me with a big house project—my requested celebration of the day.
I’m so grateful.
But I didn’t want Mother’s Day to pass without acknowledgement of an old heartache, diminished with time but still present—the loss of a little girl who, for a couple years, many years ago, felt like my third daughter.
I lost her when I lost him.
I know there must be many like me—former stepmoms and ex-girlfriends who lost a child in a breakup.
This story is for all of you.
I Lost a Daughter. She Lost Her Third Mom.
It’s nearly midnight, it’s 2014, and I’m in bed with the man I left my marriage for over two years ago. We’ve just split for the second and final time a few weeks before, and yet here I am.
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