I have a son.
He's name is Owen and he is three years old.
Owen lost his mother long before she left this world and I was lucky enough to be chosen to be apart of his life.
He is a beautiful boy with patient eyes and a bright smile.
But what do you say to a little boy to make him feel like he belongs? To make him feel safe?
You don't say anything. You love him with all your heart, you hold him tight, you play with him, you talk with him and you make sure he knows he is wanted.
You find out what is his favorite food and his favorite song and his favorite color. You make him eat his vegetables and brush his teeth and tuck him in at night and kiss him goodnight.
You act like a mom because that is exactly what you are.
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