From your biological mother.

My dearest Stuart,

The day I gave birth to you, I was a scared 19-year-old girl. Your father, a man who promised me the world, disappeared when I learned I was pregnant. I was alone, terrified, with nothing but a broken dream and a baby I loved more than life itself. My heart shattered the day I left you at the shelter’s doorstep.

Those five years you spent there broke my heart into a million pieces. Each night, I cried, wondering if you were warm, loved, or eating enough. I worked three jobs, saved every penny, to create a life where I could bring you home.

When I adopted you, I saw a boy hurt, abandoned, rejected. I couldn’t tell you the truth then, not with your fresh wounds. So I became your adoptive mom, loving you unconditionally, absorbing your anger, waiting for the day you might understand.

I am not just your adoptive mother. I am your biological mother. I have always been your mother.

I loved you before you were born. I loved you through every harsh word. I love you still… from beyond.

Forgive me. Please.

Your mother, Jennifer