I love my daughter, and now I’m in love with my beautiful grandson. They are my daughter and grandson because I refuse to refer to them as “step” people.  The only “steps” in our house are at the front door.  But the fact of the matter is, there are times when a need for an explanation of our families situation exists, and the idea that I have admit to this “step” situation has always hurt me. That’s why I was elated to learn...