Meeting Daniel was the best thing that has ever happened to me. We met when he started working at the company where I had been employed for quite some time. He was a widower with a daughter. Our relationship blossomed, and I was praying that my stepdaughter accepted me. But things didn’t turn out that way, until my 55th birthday arrived.
When I met Emily for the first time, she was reserved. But I understood how she felt. After all, she was just a 12-year-old who had lost her mother. That loss change her life and her world.
Over time, Daniel and I got engaged and then married. My relationship with Emily remained the same as day one. We were never close although I did my best to enter her world. No matter her indifference, I never lost hope she would eventually accept me fully.
