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Tuesday, April 10, 2012

The writing's on the wall

My oldest two came with me as a box set to my second marriage. I've seen a lot of blended families come through work. Some work better than others.

I was very lucky with my oldest two. Tracey saw no barriers, and neither did her parents. They're Tracey's kids, and by extension they're her parents' grandkids and her great-grandparents' great-grandkids. The word 'family' means a lot around here.

One of the most disturbing things I've heard at work was a grandparent talking about their daughter's step-son.

"That's HIS child," they said, like the kid doesn't count. Their daughter's latest kid, their 'real' grandchild, is molly-coddled and praised and spoiled, but not this older kid. It's horrible. It's wrong. It happens all the time.

Clearly this has occurred to Geoffrey, Master20, as well. The other day he posted this message on Tracey's Facebook wall:

"I don't think I've ever publicly said this before Tracey, but I love you and I am incredibly blessed to have you in my life. 

You were thrust into a situation where you suddenly had two little kids and you treated us like your own. Not only did you manage to keep your head above water but you made swimming look easy. You looked after us and gave us an incredible life.

I love that you get offended if people even hint at Mishaela and I not being counted as your kids. lol. You are an amazing individual and deserve the best. Thank you for the wonderful life and quality memories we've shared together."


She cried. We all got a little teary actually. I can tell Tracey how wonderful she's been with all my kids but there's something very special about it coming from where her attitude to her step children has made the most difference.

Afterall, whether we're parents, children, step children or step parents, we're all family and we all want the same things: to be acknowledged and loved and accepted.








4 comments:

Mrs B said...

Made me teary too - just beautiful! Well done all of you!

Anonymous said...

You're a lucky bunch! My experience as a step-parent has left scars that will probably never heal.

Bruce Devereaux said...

Of course we weren't the only influence in his life. Pokemon played a big role too ;)

Anonymous said...

My eldest is from my first marriage but if you ask my husband how many children he has, he will reply '4' instantly. His parents are the same. My eldest has always been treated like the others from the whole family and I expect nothing less. Well done to you all. Tracey sounds like a super woman.

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Bruce Devereaux is one of the nicest people he knows. When not at work he enjoys reading, writing, hiding from his children and not changing nappies.

 

His career, and if we used the term any more loosely an e might fall out, has included a gardener, a personal lender, a console operator, a stop/go man (not as big a bludge as you might think but great if you’re into sunburn, abuse and varicose veins), a cleaner of banks and pubs and, for a very brief period, a door to door salesman (until the last door he knocked on was answered by a very scary woman with tremendously hairy legs).

 

Bruce Devereaux currently works as a forty-five-year-old award winning customer service officer (glass statuette available upon request) for the Bank of Queensland and as a very casual employee for Corrective Services. He likes to believe he excels at both but then he has always been prone to exaggeration.

 

His favourite colour is green, with a picture of Dame Nellie Melba on one side and General Sir John Monash on the other. His favourite flower is self-raising.

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