MY BROTHER LEFT HIS NEWBORN SON IN MY YARD 27 YEARS AGO It's been 27 years since I opened my door and found my month-old nephew on the doorstep. I convinced my husband to keep him and I raised him like my own son. A few days ago, he came to visit from Manhattan (he's now a successful lawyer). We were having dinner, talking about his career, and as always, I felt proud. But deep down, I knew he only treated me with respect, not love. He never treated me as his mother and I felt that but could not