My spouse reminded me of my dad until, after 27 years, he started drinking and became an alcoholic. Damn, so did my dad! Go figure. Of course, my mother did not divorce him. they were in their late 70s. I, however, left mine. It hurt, and it was hard, but here I am. My daughters have chosen strange partners, and I swear they grew up with a respectful stepdad that treated me like a queen. In fact, my girls resented I got treated so well. Life changes and is so damn unpredictable. But, for the most part, this statement is true.