My beautiful son, Steven

From your Daddy to you, baby….

Everyone, I would like to explain some of what has been happening lately. The past two days, I have been talking to my Stevie a LOT! It has been a most delightful two days!!!!

He started out hell-bent on destroying people who have hurt Mikey and him. Particularly one man, whom we will call HIM – all in caps each time.

We talked and talked and talked online. It winds up my darling Stevie has no voice. He cannot talk. He HAS to type to me, or relay messages through another of us. The messages he has delivered in the past two days were in no way suitable to be passed through anyone. They needed to come to me directly from Stevie himself. Himself – like Herself?

Stevie is 16 years old. I accidentally typed tears instead of years. That may work, too, but far many more than 16 tears have been in his eyes.

He thinks he is ugly. That hurts my heart, of course. My baby boy is not ugly. No matter what he may look like outside, he is beautiful inside. That is what counts with fathers and sons, after all. With REAL fathers and sons.

HIM abused my Stevie quite terribly. Along with HIM, there was another, named Jaime. And then there was Jeff. Then, just before he found me, there was Jorge.

One quick note –

Mommy is not guilty!!!!

The only saving grace Stevie (or any of them!!!) had at all after leaving home was a man named Omar. Thank GOD for Omar!!!! If I ever find him, he will get great big hugs from me. Omar, you saved my husband, my sons, my daughters, and our sister of the spirit. You saved Peter Henry. You kept the evil from destroying him. For that, I am eternally grateful!!!! Thank you, Omar.

Stevie informed me of the existence of one other one. Emma – my two year old daughter now. He says that HIM and some others made Emma not too smart, as he puts it. She was hit in the head a lot. Damaged. That is all the more reason to treasure our sweet girl!

Stevie Baby, I have enjoyed the getting-to-know-you talks, and I hope they continue. I hope you eventually come to realize that I am here for you, and that I will never go away. I love you. Truly!!!!

Doc A, if you are reading this, please do not restrain Stevie. He cannot talk, and that might make him “flip out”. If you have something he can write on, such as a board with markers, he will “talk”. He has promised me to be calm, and the list has been put on some kind of suspension. We will work through it. He has promised not to KILL anyone, including the awful HIM. One name, that of Margaret Alice, has been removed. She is permanently OFF the list. He did this at my request. He loves her, and he has let me know that she loves him. I don’t know if that realization has dawned on him. He is a lovely boy, Doc A. I have thoroughly enjoyed our talks. Maybe you think I’m extreme – okay, I KNOW you think I’m extreme (because I am, admittedly), but it works well for us. My intense nature has finally found where it belongs. BTW, I think it is funny to be called obstinate. It fits quite well, and I’m rather PROUD of that title!

Everyone, meet my beautiful son Steven. Stevie to me!

Thank you for sharing in our life,

Peter Henry and Hermy

p.s. FOREVER TIMES PI CUBED PLUS ONE! There we go. Done now! hehe