Story 1:<\/p>\n
n junior year of high school, my dad got remarried to the woman he\u2019d cheated on my mom with several years prior.<\/p>\n
As an angsty teenager, I was none too thrilled with his new marriage and was honestly pretty cold towards her whenever we saw each other.<\/p>\n
A year later, my dad was taking me to the airport on my way to college, and my stepmom took off work to meet us there and send me off with a care package.<\/p>\n
She hugged me and told me that she was proud of me, and when she stepped back, I saw that she had tears in her eyes.<\/p>\n
It was at that moment that I realized that she wasn\u2019t a bad person, even if she (and my dad) had done some bad things in the past.<\/p>\n
Story 2:<\/p>\n
When I was 8 years old, my mom got married for the second time. I was very hostile toward my stepfather. He was a nice man, but the very thought of him taking Dad\u2019s place drove me crazy. Mom was torn between us.
\nIt wasn\u2019t until I was 10 when everything changed. It happened when he came to school to defend me from the teacher. I started ignoring him less often and agreed to go for walks together a couple of times.
\nThat same year, on his birthday, I made him a present for the first time: I gave him an envelope with a card where I wrote, \u201cWill you adopt me?\u201d It was the first time I saw a grown man crying while tucked into the shoulder of a little girl. A month later, he became my dad, and after that my daddy.<\/p>\n
Story 3:<\/p>\n
I have always told my children, \u201cJust because I\u2019m not your father doesn\u2019t make you any less my children.\u201d I was never able to have offspring of my own, but my grandpa grew up in an orphanage. He always said the best part of a family has nothing to do with blood.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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