This year, the adopted black-chick received not one strong-armed, manipulated or guilt-laden invitation to the family barnyard seder.
You are someone I need in my life because I don’t have many to direct and guide me when I need it most. I may be 39, but I still have a tremendous amount of growing up to do.
When I was 15, my parents placed me in the foster care system. In a court of law in Lubbock, Texas I became a ward of…