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Falling in love

When I met Nancy she was a divorced working mother of two young boys under five years of age. I knew then, and since that many men, and women too don’t like dating someone who has young children.

Colin Patrick was easy to love largely because he was barely one year old, looked helpless and hardly spoke. He was a quiet child and I guess I identified with that. He was the first in the family that I think I fell in love with. Alas, some years later he began to talk and now is rarely quiet.

Aaron Michael was another story. He was almost four when we met. He missed his father and he missed having 100% of his Mother’s time and attention. He did not like me and resented my presence in Nancy’s house. The feeling was mutual. We had a rough time for a few months.

One evening while visiting Nancy we ticked each other off somehow. Aaron got on the short and solid coffee table that was in the living room and started jumping up and down while calling me “Fart Face” over and over again. I finally leaned over, all 6’ 4” of me and looked him in the eyes, nose to nose, and said “why don’t you go away.” Aaron looked back at me and replied “why don’t you go away, I live here.” I laughed, picked him up, gave him a hug and said, “yes you do.” I think that day I fell in love with Aaron.

On August 5th, 1998 I adopted Aaron and Colin. The birth of two Boyd’s, age 22 and 19. Perhaps late but not never. I now have three grandchildren, all Boyd, and hope for more. Having the same DNA is overrated.

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