My Stepmom Raised Me After My Dad Passed Away When I Was 6 – Years Later, I Found the Letter He Wrote the Night Before His Death

But she never pushed. She waited. Slowly, I warmed up to her.

The next visit, I tested her. I had spent hours drawing a picture.

“For you,” I said, holding it out carefully. “It’s important.”

She accepted it like it was priceless. “I’ll keep it safe. I promise.”

Six months later, they were married.

Soon after, she adopted me. I started calling her Mom. For a while, life felt steady again.

Then it broke.