Dear FM,

I thought those were tears in your eyes today when I handed you your Mother's Day card, and the note pad inside. Then, I was sure when you lifted your glasses to wipe your tears. My heart - was crying tears of joy. Yes, I care about you. You matter to me. Thank you for saying, I'm not your biggest chore, and I am not a chore at all to you. It's your attitude: about people, about your clients, about your profession, and about life that has put me on a fast track for healing. Depression and hatred of self are not life long sentences. One can heal with the right care. You said that is true, no matter what other professional say.

Thank you for agreeing to just hold me tomorrow. And talk, if I want to. It's a gift I'm giving to myself for Mother's Day. My mother is not open to touch based on my Xmas experience. I know that the lack of touch from the one(s) I used to need it from never happened, and that's why I want to be held, and fight you because I don't want to be held or even to be touched. I think those fighting days are over - I hope. We are coming down to the end of our journey, and I know this answered gift (hold me please), may be the only time I can get this as a Mother's Day gift from you to me. Who knew I would ever be able to ask for what I want or need? -you did. You said,if I put my trust in you, life will change for me. You reminded me that I trusted you with my precious child, so do it for myself - I have value, I have worth. I'm glad I did decide to trust you. I now feel I am enough - no matter what.

I love you FM. Thanks for all that you've done for me, and kiddo. See you tomorrow.

Love,

GTGT