I grew up in a very stable family environment. My parents are now 85 and 81 and have been married for 63 years. I have two older sisters and we got along pretty well. (My middle sister passed away 5 years ago.) We were a family that always ate together, played together, sang together, and worshipped together, and I have taken those family values into my own family as an adult. I think have that root stability is probably the main reason I have gotten through everything that has happened to me, including dealing with bipolar disorder, and come out of it in pretty good shape. Having that stability in life as a foundation has been my greatest strength and support.