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When my step-father married my mom he was 45, never married before, no children. Poor guy got the shock of his life --My brother and I were teens -- and we were horrible!!!
It took us years to find common ground and come to terms -- we survived my teen years, we came together to be there for my mom and take care of her as she battled cancer, we grieved together when she lost that battle and was taken from us ... and somehow we came through the other side as father and daughter.
So, I love and admire my dad for the love and devotion he showed my mother, for his patience in waiting out my and my brother's young and dumb years, for loving us when we were unlovable, and for being such a wonderful example for us.