Son

I married a woman with two kids. The youngest was six months old when we met. He was almost three when we split. I keep dreaming of him. He's aging appropriately in my dreams. Hitting mile markers like rolling cars, a later dream his hair has grown out, a later dream he says I love yew in an age appropriate way, and the latest he displays appropriate gross motor for his age now((about five)). I haven't seen the kids since we split and this has of course been the most haunting part of the divorce for me. I miss them terribly, and though I wake from these dreams sad, I feel lucky to see him grow. Does anyone with kids or who helped raise kids have similar visit stories?