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MH, Friday 8 June 2007, night

I lucked out on stepparents. For one, I have only one. I have only ever had one. And he is a great guy, at that.

I have known my stepfather since I was ten. He dated my mother for five years before they married, so I was pretty comfortable with the whole thing. I was actually mostly relieved that I could describe him more easily: "my stepfather," instead of "my mom's boyfriend." Not to mention trying to explain my previous relationship to his sons: "my mom's boyfriend's sons," or "my sort-of stepbrothers."

He doesn't try to be my dad, as I already have a great one and he knows it. He's just a nice guy to talk to in that he knows me in a way that only someone that has lived with you can, yet he sees things that people I am related to can't.

Tonight was what really made me think about how lucky I am with him. My mom is on a business trip, his sons are out of town working, my sister is at our dad's house, and my brother is out with friends. And my stepfather and I had a late night snack of spaghetti and just had a chat about my life. About how I'm trying to figure out what I want to do, and he gave some great advice about life, how I should not get stuck in my way of thinking. If what I want and like to do is a little different than what I think it should be, do it anyway.

I feel like I should close up with some profound insight that my conversation has revealed to me. But my only thought is that everyone my age should get a talk like that sometime. It certainly makes me feel better.

heart ~Murasaki