My SD 15 is one of the best people I've ever met in my life. She has a heart of gold. Her and I can sit around and talk like me and my mother do. She amazes me with how respectful she is, how loving she is, how honest she is to me. I love that girl, and I know she loves me just as much. She's a spirit that I am so thankful, everyday, to know. I seriously don't know what I'd do without her. She helps me so much with my BD 2. She is a light in my life, truley.

My husband is a awesome SD. I say it because my son is full of shit 99% of the time and my husband continues to love, take care of, and support my son. Listen to this.....you'll be amazed. So last night when we got home from grocery shopping my son got out of the car, and left his door wide open. No one realized it because we were carrying in the baby, groceries, etc. This morning when we go to the car there it is.........open. Wide open. It rained here last night. The freaking cat was all cuddled up under the steering weel.

I keep reading blogs, and I didn't want to post another one on this subject because I was told yesterday that all the blog hogging got under a friend of mines skin and when others were needing help everyone was to busy on the fight train that I produced. So I wanted to let it go.

But I can't.

Or is my walk through step parent land just smoother than most?

DH and I were talking about some of the things that happened in the beginning of our relationship and I swear when I think about some of them I don't know him and I made it.