Today, my partner left me for a couple of days to sort out some problems in our very blended family. You see, it’s not been a very happy 12 months for any of us. His ex wife had Motor Neurone Disease, and unfortunately passed away. We had all been expecting it for a while, so although a very heartbreaking situation, it wasn’t a shock.

Then we had my fiasco over Christmas with my sister when she kicked my brother in law out (I could write a small novel on that one). Now we have one of my step daughters who needs help, and I will whole heartedly do anything and everything in my power to sort it.

Although my partners daughters are my age, I’m in that lovely position where I’m not the wicked step father (or evil queen!), I have my own little pearls of wisdom that I can give, but in the same breath, I’m also the one that will be going to night clubs until 3am with them. It’s a bit of a win-win scenario. I’m the cool step dad who has a penchant for designer shoes.

But, on the flip side, there is also my serious side too. After dating someone 20 years older than you for nearly a decade, things do rub off on you, and as his layers peeled away and I learned more and more about his life and how things work, the more and more I’ve adapted and although I don’t know his girls like ‘besties’, I still see them as an offshoot of my family, and should the worst happen to my partner, it would be down to me that they were looked after, even if it means I have to relocate, stop drinking, smoking, gambling, watch Frozen for the millionth time (honestly, I’m surprised the DVD hasn’t burned through it’s been played that much), anything. I will do it.

They may not be MY children, but they are my children. Anything that goes belly up, or anything they need, they hopefully know they need only ask, and I won’t tell their dad. Hell, if they’re anything like I was 10 years ago, they’ll be teaching me new things!

The title of this may confuse people. But it is true. Gays wanted equal rights, we got them, but with the equality comes the responsibility. Now, do I miss dancing my t**s off until 4am to Kylie? I do!

Would I like a night off to do it all again? Yes.

But would I change anything? I think you’ll find the answer is no. Our blended family of step daughters, nieces, nephews, in laws, outlaws, dogs, foster dogs, cats, there was a gold fish at one point, grandchildren, aunts, uncles, cousins. It’s absolutely perfect as it is. The only difference being, I am 100% equal to the rest of the world, and with that equality comes the responsibility. And I’m more than willing to not be bouncing around a nightclub until 3am if it ensures that our family stays exactly as it is.