I just want to say having alighted on the title that there is an implication of sublime positivity in your thesis and what a wonderful person you must be. As the child of a mother, who raised my sister and me alone after my father died when I was ten, I remember all the men she dated and how they never seemed to even come close to my father. I wanted to tell any woman in a similar position to find a man they love and not to worry about the children because the children just want their mother to be happy and if she is happy, they will be happy, unless, of course, the men are crappy. But, a mother has to think of her own life. Kids grow up fast and they are already adults basically, especially when their fathers die. It does take a real hero to raise someone else's children and it speaks to a kind of love that is self-less and magnificient. I celebrate those men. And I celebrate those mothers because I know them. They are selfless too. These are people, who are some of the greatest people you will meet.