A heartbreaking loss of family

Sometimes I have sad days. Days when I think too much about my breakup and cry. I'm not crying over the guy who lied to me, cheated on me and broke my heart. I am crying because I feel such an incredible loss of family. A loss of all of his aunts, uncles and cousins that I had considered family for the past seven years. I cry because they have so easily replaced me with this new woman and welcomed her into their lives. I cry because it feels like I was never a part of their family and it is such a devastating realization. More than anything, though, I am crying over the kid that has been ripped out of my life. The boy that will turn 12 this year and was just coming out of his shell as a smart and funny little man. I cry because I am thinking of all of the mistakes I have made in the seven years that I was his stepmom. I cry because I am worried about his future. I cry because I miss him. Today was a sad day.