My mother in law isn't just my husband mom or my children's grandmother. She's my best friend.
There he was standing in the middle of the cafeteria. As he stood there a feeling of embarrassment began to settle over me. He started to walk around the room as if he was looking for someone. Someone probably being me. I ducked a little lower underneath the table asking my friends to cover me.… Continue reading My dad is white.
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