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Making Memories Watching All the Marvel Movies in Order

I wanted to give a little background before I get into the true point of this post. When I first got married, my wife at the time, had three children. A son 13, and daughters 11 and 4. Since day one I treated them as my own. I too had been part of a household that experienced divorce. My mother’s second husband was a wonderful man who treated me as his own. And I soon was, as he adopted me when I was 7-years-old. So I knew what it was like. Unfortunately, my marriage didn’t last but that wasn’t the end of my relationship with my step-children. <—- That will be the only time I use the step reference throughout this post because they became my children, I lived for them and just because their mother and I split didn’t change that. I divorced her, not them.