A few weeks ago I drove to Newark Airport to pick up my sister, Leanna, who was flying in from Maine, where she’s been living the majority of her life. We are from the same father, although I was raised in New Jersey with my mother, stepfather and sister, Tarra. This is not such unusual dynamics in families today. What is a little less common is that when I picked her up from the airport, it was the first time I was meeting her!
