When my ten year old son hugs me tight-as-can-be and say, 'you are my dad, no one else's dad,' then I know that I have - for the moment - succeeded.
Through being fortunate I have been able to 'be there' for my child and I am hopeful that he will have some fond memories of his dad.
I know I am over-dramatising but I will take the barbs, the insults and the pointed comments because she cannot take away from me what I have with my boy.
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