When I was first married I was painfully naïve about how my relationship with my in-laws would be over the years. I thought that getting married would mean I had an additional family! I would have two mothers, and two fathers. I would have two extra sisters! What could possibly go wrong?
And then, reality kicked me square in the head.
My in-laws didn’t regard me as family, they regarded me as an in-law. There were family pictures taken every Christmas—two sets—one with me included and one that was “just family”. Read More