I got a call from Julia last night, she was sooo excited, her dr. says there is a new treatment they want her to try. It may cure her wetting problem; she was so happy and excited. I am happy for her as well. She is not an ab or dl just a young lady screwed by circumstances. She told me she loved me and this would not change things between us. "you are good with Kevin and Karen, they think of you as a big brother/uncle/grandpa all rolled into one; I hope they will come to see you as a daddy as I hope to see you as a husband". WOW, I was left speechless. I know my feelings for her and the kids, but had never heard her say something with so much emotion, it brought tears to my eyes. I was glad we were on the phone and she couldn't see my eyes,(you all know guys don't cry) I told her I loved her and that we would talk more later.
As I put down my phone I wondered, how can things get any better? This was a shot from the blue for her. I knew that I would be supportive of her needs, no matter what the end results of her new treatment were.
We are scheduled to get the keys to OUR house next Monday. We will start with what we have, then outfit the kids rooms to the max. I'm not sure who is more excited Karen or Julia; Karen for getting her own room and getting to decorate it any way she wants; or Julia, who as a youngest always felt she got the short end and now can be a little girl thru her daughter. Kevin will end up with a standard nursery, moving to a bigger room of his own design as h gets older. The nursery we will maintain just in case, I don't expect to become a new father at my age, but who knows, it won't be for a lack of trying...
Oh well she may kill me when she reads that last line, so I might as well die happy, with a smile on my face.
Subject change: My advice, you joined Zity for a reason, get involved and be smart about it. Now more than ever safe and safe is the only way. Find someone with your kinks that knows the site and let them lead you through. I did and its been well worth it. Yes I;m taking about those of you I chat with, whose stories I read and critique; you have allowed me to become me and I Thank You from the bottom of my heart. To that certain young lady with a paddle, keep waiting, i'm not ready yet.