
My girlfriend has a son and 2 stepsons from her long term marriage which ended 7 years ago. Her son is in school about an hour away from us and he lives independently of his mother. He is a good son.
My girlfriend is an instrumental force in the lives of her stepsons and she is very closely bonded to them. She has helped when they needed help and she has loved them when they needed love. She has always been aware and respectful of the fact that they have a mother who is a good mother and is also a significant figure in their lives, but her relationship with her stepsons blurs the distinction between parent and stepparent. She has maintained a close relationship with her stepsons since her divorce from their father and they both call her frequently. One recently moved back to our hometown but the other lives three states away from us.
This past week, the stepson who still lives elsewhere came to town for a training program that will last 10 days. Of course, my girlfriend wanted to spend as much time with him as possible but he has many friends here and he spent much of his free time elsewhere, leaving her to wonder when she would get to spend time with him. (He did the same thing to his father and, in fact, spent even less time with the dad.)
Usually, I pack a bag and go to her home on Friday afternoons and stay there until Monday morning. Spending the weekend with her is the high point of my week and I was looking forward to seeing her this weekend. But that won't happen this weekend; my girlfriend has refused to make any plans with me because she wants to remain available in the event that her stepson calls and wants to see her.
I am the one who is always there for her. I am the one she can count on . . . always. He is here today, gone tomorrow, not a dependable factor in her life. This isn't FAIR!
I wanted to throw a tantrum and tell her how awful it is to be treated this way . . . but, of course, I didn't. That would be SO counterproductive. I wanted to scream at her and ask why she is treating me so badly . . . but I didn't.

What I did was to take her in my arms when I last saw her. I told her that I wanted what was best for her and I know that she needs to spend time with her stepson. I told her that I was disappointed that I would not be spending time with her and that we would need to make the most of our time when we next get together. Then I told her that I love her and that a part of me is jealous of him spending time with her . . . but I have my sights on the big prize, the long term goal, and that means that I must make her happiness as important as my own happiness.
It wasn't easy. Being in love with her doesn't mean that I automatically wanted to do the right thing. What it does mean is that I did not react impulsively, that I thought about what I was doing, I made what I thought was a wise decision, and then I found the strength to implement that decision.
Being in love isn't easy, but as Mr. James Taylor stated so eloquently and succinctly, "love's the finest thing around."
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