I had to smile as I walked out of the guest bedroom. "Grown up? Um, yeah," I thought to myself. It had started out as a typical Saturday night. I was very much a fly-under-the-radar guy. No need to throw my wild times in my parents' faces, but Saturdays were for going out. Tonight I would spend it out drinking and maybe dancing with some nice looking girls. I wasn't much of a dancer. In fact I felt like a complete douche...

When I was six my parents split and quickly married new spouses. I found myself as part of a new blended family when I shared time at my father's new house. We weren't the Brady Bunch by any stretch, but we all got along well. My new step brother and sister were somewhere between my siblings and close acquaintances. In many ways we grew up together and over the years we came to think of each other like brothers and sister...