He is a part of you. I see your faces when I look at him and it fills me with a love I never thought would be possible. And although it is very doubtful that he would ever need anything from me, I would do anything for him.
You are part of me, and part of your dad, and I love every piece of you. You have so many mannerisms that make me think of your dad. It doesn’t annoy me, it doesn’t upset me. I would never ask you to change who you are because it reminds me of him. My personal feelings toward your dad will never affect how I feel about you.
I never want you to censor yourself. You don’t have to worry about my feelings. You enjoying your family time with your dad is awesome. I want to hear all about it.
It doesn’t make me insecure or jealous. He is just as much your parent as I am, and I want you to love him as fiercely as you love me. And I never want you to feel like you have to hide that love from me.
Even though you come from a broken family, it doesn’t mean you are broken. You are two amazing children. You are my whole world.
Just because our family looks different, it doesn’t make it wrong. You have three parents who love you unconditionally, and there is nothing wrong with having more people loving you and taking care of you.