My mom had great support after she left my dad, as an adult I came to see the light of what type of personality he has, yet,I was burnt deeply/wounded as a teen, then early adult. I'm sure anyone affected by npd can relate.

During the his custody years, she'd say that her door was always open. She'd reaffirm her feelings for me with little cards, even into adulthood. She'd go out of her way to find the right card or poem cards.
She'd give space, then space became unnecessary.

I'm thinking of other words to express these three sentences. Mainly, the last part about Mexico. Maybe, I'd love to hear all about your vacation, if you'd like. ??