My husband and I lost our Son 8 years ago, I had finally gotten to a place where I could talk about it, then a couple of weeks ago, something (I prefer not to talk about it) happened and brought it all back up again. A couple of months ago I friended my stepson (from a previous marriage) on FB. I am working through the down I have been in, but today on FB, my "son" and I had a really good heart to heart chat. He thanked me for being there and told me I played a big part in his growing up the way he has. It felt really good to have this "kid" (not so much anymore with 2 girls of his own) telling me he still loved me and thought of me as "Mom" and telling me that he was thankful for me. His Dad has issues and drinks and gets violent, I stayed with this man longer than I would have because of the boys. I protected them, I may have been hard on them, but I wanted them to have a little stability and learn some of the things my parents taught me. Believe me, if I could have gotten away with taking the boys and leaving, I would have. I do not understand why my own son was taken from me, but I do know everything happens for a reason, maybe just maybe me re-connecting with my "son" after all these years is the reason.