Fathers Day – a helping hand

My Father┬átechnically isn’t my Father, he’s my step-father. Step-father is not a term I like, I might even go as far as to say that it’s a phrase I hate. My Dad didn’t just ‘step’ into the shoes of my biological parent, he bought a new, bigger, way more impressive┬ápair of shoes and filled them with so much love and acceptance that I truly wouldn’t be the woman I am today without him and .