Some stories begin with patience and good intentions but slowly turn into something deeply uncomfortable. We recently received a letter from a reader who tried to be understanding in a blended family, only to realize that her feelings were being pushed aside. We invite you to read her story.
This is what our reader wrote to us:

- The first Kit had been treated and was stable in an incubator — after H.i.t by a Car!
It was 10 pm when she pulled in. She asked me to look in the carrier and see if the little one was still alive. She was […]
- I went to my granddaughter’s wedding. Right at the entrance, my son stopped me and said, “Mom, your name isn’t on the list
My name is Denise Parker. I am seventy-two years old, a widow, and until that evening I had still been foolish enough […]


