Yeah I remember the moment that my mom accepted my diagnosis too. I told her in a restaurant and she said, "You're the same person I've always known and loved." She accepted the bipolar, but it didn't change her love or respect for me. She used to be against my taking the meds, but now that she's seen what they can do to improve and stabilize my mood she helps me to get samples when my insurance for rx's runs out. It is so wonderful to be loved and accepted by the one who brought you into the world. I am so happy for you!