My sister, Kendra, has always been the golden child. Growing up, she could do no wrong in my parents’ eyes. When she had her daughter, Madison, eight years ago, the favoritism only got worse. Madison became the crown jewel of the family, spoiled rotten and treated like a little princess who could do no wrong. Norah, on the other hand, was always treated as an afterthought. My parents would shower Madison with gifts and attention while barely acknowledging Norah’s existence. It broke my heart, but I kept hoping things would change