Dear Mary:

I can relate to “stolen moments of true inner peace snatched up when they occur” within “a youth of shame, guilt, and abuse”- shame, guilt, and abuse has been my experience and those stolen moments as well. Those stolen moments I spent daydreaming about a different kind of life.

You wrote, “Even when you know it’s abuse… you keep bailing them out of jail”- you mean bailing your parents out of jail literally, figuratively.. can you explain?

I didn’t understand “I have grown that zip code”. I hope you can explain it to me.

anita