The Importance Of A Stepfather

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Latonya The Importance of a Stepfather Do you know how important you were to me in m life as my stepfather? As a child growing up that lived in a different state as her biological father it was tough, but having you there made it much easier to bare. Even when my own father missed birthdays and holidays you were always there to catch his slack. I can truly say that I’ve never gone without. You always made me feel as if I was one of your own and not just a “stepchild.” Most didn’t know, unless they were told that I wasn’t biologically yours and for that I say “thank you.” Even now as an adult with kids of my own I still have that feeling and knowing that my kids can look at you as their grandfather feels my heart with joy. I don’t think …show more content…

Rossetti. I have had many friendships throughout my life, but none have compared to the deep friendship that I share with you, my sister. One of my earliest childhood memories of you is when we would play dress up in our Mom’s closet. We would put on her makeup, dresses and high heels, and pretend that we were all grown up on our way to work. Although we were born 12 months apart, we shared a connection as if we were twins. I never had to be concerned about being alone; I always knew that I would have you. Some may accept a sister, simply because she is a family member, however, I have come to realize that you are more than a sister; you are part of who I am, you are my …show more content…

Everything else is just sprinkles on the sundae.” – Paula Walker. My grandpa “Earnest Lachney Jr”, is important to me because he was an intelligent man. He was also a well-known man whom my family loved very much. In my eyes, Earnest made my cloudy skies turn to a bright sunny day, he was my father when my dad didn’t want to be. He raised me until I was thirteen, then I had to move back with my parents. As many people knew Earnest was a heavy drinker, he argued with my grandma for years. Yes, it bothered me but he was much more of a man than my father was at the time. Not everyone thought that he was the best husband in the community but he did treat my grandma and me like we were queens. My grandpa had the most amazing eyes that I loved, when I stared at him they made me feel like I was standing in front of an ocean. They were deep ocean blue and made me feel safe. The death of Earnest devastated me when my mom told me, my heart was completely broken. Til’ this day I pray for him to watch over my family and keep me safe. He was my hero in life and still will be even though he is no longer here with me. Everything about that man made me feel loved and when I think about the chills still come to me as I smile and see his face in the back of my mind. The world will never know my feelings toward that

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