Today will be the most nerve-wracking day I've experienced in a long time. Daddy will meet my mom and stepdad. I've already received the third degree about Daddy - who he is, what he does, and too many other questions. At some point over the next few days, he'll be interrogated by my stepfather.
I'm not nervous about what Daddy may or may not say. I told him that I just wanted him to be honest and answer the questions he wanted to answer. We're adults and Daddy is closer to my mother's age than my own. This isn't some "boy" I'm bringing home. That being said, when I'm asked questions that are hard to explain without going into great detail, I often wish I could just say, "Because he's my Daddy." In my head, that's the reason for a lot of things about our relationship, but I know my very vanilla family would never understand.
So today we'll eat turkey and pie and too much food, and hope that Daddy survives the brutal interrogation he's about to receive. I have complete faith in him. I'm sure there will be stories to tell after this particular holiday.
If you have the opportunity to gather with family and friends, enjoy every second of them! If you don't, know that you are cared for by someone, even if you don't know them personally. ((HUGS)) to my friends and followers!