My son was two months old. My late fiancé is holding him. I was running on like 3 hours of sleep that week and dozed off, so he took these pictures and sent them to me. He wasn’t his biological father, but he was definitely still his daddy!❤️ He loved us. I just found these on our Facebook messages and wanted to share them.

I wish I knew that was going to be our only Christmas together as a family. My son has a laminated picture of him, carries it around, and says dada. Breaks and warms my heart at the same time.