Hey Waffle Gang, I do hope you are well. My name is Mark.

And today we're checking out some more Reddit stories. And if you do love a Reddit story,

why not consider? Can that like, subscribe, maybe that notification bell too. And let's crack

on with today's first story. Much love guys. Now, today's first story comes from Paul Pomegranate 5342 from the True of My Chest subreddit.

And before we do get into the story, I do want to give you a warning that it's talking about

a terminal illness within the story.

So if you do want to skip the story, please feel free to do so.

Time stamps are always down in the description and along a timeline below.

Thank you. Now let's get

started. It's titled, My Parents tried to screw over my dying stepmother, blew up all of our

lives instead. Throw away for obvious reasons. My 17 female stepmother Jane is a wonderful, wonderful woman.

She and my father got married when I was four and she's been a rock in my life ever since.

My mother was always my primary caregiver, but up until that point her relationship with my father was acrimonious and I basically never saw him.

Jane was the reason they developed a stable

co-parenting relationship. She encouraged everyone having a good relationship with each other

and was always there to support me and my mom when things got rough. Jane was always a really hard worker.

When she met my dad, he was living out of a hotel and my mother was doing

everything in her power to keep me away from him because she was petty and angry that the

relationship didn't work out. Meanwhile, Jane had a great job, a nice house, helped my dad get back

on his feet, negotiated a visitation schedule with my mom, who hated her for a long time.

I made sure my dad sent us money every week because neither one of them could afford an attorney

to negotiate child support payments. Jane had no reason to do any of these things,

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