I sat down to write this post yesterday and was so overcome with emotion I couldn't type. I ended up listening to the Trisha Yearwood song "It Wasn't His Child" on repeat and then calling my mom once I regained my composure. Some thoughts and feelings are just too personal and sacred to write down. I finally understand that now.
In less than three weeks I will not only become a wife but I will also become a stepmom. Becoming Mrs. Earl means I will take on the awesome responsibility to care for Dale's boys and help them develop into the men they will become. I know I'm not their mom and I don't want them to ever feel like I'm trying to replace her. But I do hope that they will come to love me and see me as a steady, positive influence in their lives.
