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It’s Father’s Day, and on this day, I’m extremely grateful for my stepfather who’s been a huge part of my life for as long as I can remember. My parents divorced with I was about nine, and I remember every moment of it like it was yesterday. My mother was a single mom for years after the divorce. In my eyes, it felt as if my biological father forgot my older sister and I existed. As if we didn’t have the same blood running through our veins. Tragic right? To this day, much hasn’t changed. I honestly haven’t spoken to him in about 3 years. He doesn’t have a relationship with my son nor does he acknowledge us. My older sister speaks to him from time to time but at this point, I’m completely over that. I feel that deep down he desires a relationship with my sister and I but doesn’t know how to get there. I’ve tried reaching out multiple times and somehow we always end up where we started. I’m grateful for who’s been there though, and that’s my step father Scott. He’s who my son calls grandpa, he was there for my first breakup, every parent teacher conference and the list go on. I sat down with him to get his side of the story of what it was like becoming a stepfather. Here’s what he had to say…
 What do you enjoy most about being a father? I love everything about being a father.  It's the most important thing a man can do is to be a good father, tied with being a good husband.  I have a very successful adopted son, wonderful twin boys with autism, a beautiful and talented 12-year-old girl, and two amazing step-daughters.  Each of them have made me into a better man and hopefully I've helped them grow into the confident individuals that they are. What’s challenging about being a fatherhood? The main challenge is juggling a busy life while making time for them.  To be there for them no matter when it is or where they are.  To help them then when they need help or just when they need someone to talk to.  What do you wish for your children? Happiness.  I want them to simply be content with who they are.  I want them to live their life as their own face the world with confidence. What's your take on being a step-father?   I see it as no different than being a father.  I made it a point to treat my two wonderful step-daughters just as I'd treat my own.  I loved getting to know them and watching them start to trust me.  It wasn't easy, but I knew they would come around.  It's been great watching them from teenagers grow into the very successful women that they are.   What would you say to my biological father about your experience helping raise Britney and I? That it has been a wonderful roller coaster ride.  Helping the two of you when you've been down.  Sharing the many successes you've both had.  Watching my two grandchildren grow into an amazing young boy and girl.  Giving both of you someone to be in that father role has been an amazing experience for me.  I love you both as I love all my kids.  You make me proud to be a part of your life.


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