On my 18th birthday, a letter from my late mother revealed a life-altering secret:
Stephen, my stepfather, was actually my biological father. Growing up,I saw Stephen as a caring but distant figure after my mom’s death.He supported me through the hardest moments, even as I lashed out in grief,
telling him, “You’re not my dad!” Despite my anger, he stayed, becoming a constant, loving presence in my life.After reading my mother’s letter, I confronted Stephen. With tearful eyes,
he admitted he’d left when I was born, unprepared for fatherhood, but returnedfilled with regret. To show my forgiveness, I surprised him with a week-long READ MORE BELOW
