B and I are a tiny family. Just he and I. We’re not the idyllic two parent, all sharing the same last name, kind of family. This becomes much more obvious around the holidays.

As my son grows older and more aware, he’s realized that we don’t share a last name. A simple thing like being the Joneses or Browns gives a feeling of cohesion that others take for granted. We are B and Melissa and it’s different. Not a bad thing, just a difference.

Sometimes I imagine that it’s difficult for a kid to have a last name and not know anyone else with it. His father insisted he have it, then walked away from the responsibility that goes with it.

Fortunately, we have amazing family members and friends that have become family by choice. With these people we’re just family and loved and included as such. Yesterday, B was showered with love, attention and presents. He came away grateful to have new stuff, but also repeating what was most important. When his friend came over today, he told him that friends and family are the best presents.


3 thoughts on “Family

  1. If it concerns him or you, why don’t you change his last name to yours?
    I did it with my son as same situation and wanted us to have the same family name.
    Just a thought 🙂

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    1. I’ve casually talked with him about that being an option. He can make that decision whenever he feels it’s right for him. I’d love it but I think a part of B still wants to have a tiny bit of connection to a dad he barely remembers.


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