I am fortunate enough to have a wonderful relationship with both of my step-parents, and I wanted to share my love of them with you. They took on the challenge of a normally thankless job, and I wanted to thank them for it. Yesterday was my step-dad’s birthday, and I wanted to introduce him to everyone.
When Tom married Ma, my sister and I were living with my dad. He was not expecting to raise kids full time. Well, the situation changed, and suddenly there I was. Having a different parenting philosophy from Ma must have made things very difficult for him not to step in, but he did refrain. I can only remember one time when that difference was made obvious to me in all the years we lived together.
After I went to college, Tom mailed me a letter thanking me for turning out to be a good person. He knew that a kid growing up right was not a given. That letter meant a lot, and I still have it. I don’t know that I ever told him that. I am now.
My favorite memory of Tom has to be a spontaneous trip we took. We were in Jasper visiting Ma’s Ma (yup, that grandma), when I came down one morning and Tom asked if I wanted to go to Memphis.
So off the two of us went. No map, no plan. It was great!
Tom made sure that Walking in Memphis was playing as we arrived. We walked on Beale and had lunch in BB King’s blues club. I still have the tshirt he (Tom, not BB King!) bought me. All those hours in the car gave us tons of time to catch up and talk about things that really matter. It was a wonderful day.
After I posted about the end of my dancing career, Tom was the first one to email me. He made the very adept analogy that having to leave dance was a lot like losing a best friend. He understood… both the situation and me.
Thank you for all the years of memories. I look forward to building more.
I love you.