Epilogue

I hesitated writing in this blog again because after all my stint as a Step Dad is over but there are residual hurts that plague me now and then. This is by no means an indictment of my former stepchildren because after all they have families of their own now and although I am persona non grata I hope one day they remember a couple of things. One is that I tried to give them the best life I could when their own biological father was in absentia and was just the man that sired them that’s all. 

Second I hope that my stepson remembers that his own son was sired under my roof and that his lovely Chinese wife would not have entered the country had I not rendered my backing financially because they had no visible means of support. Hell his father told him to send his then fiancé back to Mainland China and forget this whole marriage idea. Now he has a grandson courtesy of yours truly.  He is a beautiful child by the way. 

My former charges also forget that I didn’t marry them I married their mother and as they threw me under the bus they continue to pay homage to a man that never held one responsibility as they grew up. And I hope that they realize that it was their mother alone that raised them not their figure of fun daddy.  Okay I better stop writing now I know this will get me in trouble but the cats are quite literally out of the bag now.    

I know what I did and what I didn’t do and nothing my former make believe family can say will change that. My wife was not make believe. 

Oh and that picture above was me. I was a figurehead with no judicial powers.