Andrea Heward
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The Greatest Man I Ever Knew
As a child, growing up in Toronto I never knew my father. We did not have a father figure in our lives, and I certainly never knew my father. When I was a young adult I moved to Northern Ontario, to get away from the city and my emotional environment. It was one of the best decisions I ever made. As a former foster child and crown ward, family was very important to me, yet I found myself as a single mother with a very young baby, all alone in a city I had only been to on a few other brief occasions. I met my husband shortly after moving to the strange city that I would call my hometown. I was not born in the city, nor was I raised here, but I called it my hometown nonetheless. The lessons I should have learned while being raised as a child were all taught to me in this city, and as an adult. My husband adopted my child as his own, and his family accepted my son as their own. He became more of a father to my son than his own father. His parents absorbed me into their family as a daughter more than just a daughter-in-law. I went on to learn so many life lessons from my newfound parents that I never experienced as a young child growing up. I never felt like I belonged anywhere, but I know that I belonged here. My husband and I never had a perfect relationship, but when things got hard we just worked it out and somehow always landed on our feet. Our relationship was strengthened by my mother and father-in-law who always supported us in everything we wanted in life.
By Andrea Heward6 years ago in Families