He came home from a work lunch that merged into dinner, and he’d been drinking for over 7 hours.
He came home absolutely tanked and came into my room… and he almost cried because he said that he loved me so much. He made me stop studying, get up from me desk and gave me the biggest hug and couldn’t stop telling me how much he loved me and how lucky he was.
It was so sweet. And when I finally convinced him to go upstairs to bed, I could hear him telling my mum how beautiful she was and how much he loved her too (and my mum laughing a lot while trying to get him ready for bed).
I have the best stepdad ever. I’m so blessed.