Me too. Mine is more like scarlets. when i first started seeing him, i always remembered and often spoke of little kids getting buttoned and scarfed into their winter clothes by a parent, it Just didnt happen to me. But i guess ten years of getting helped on with your coat and backpack CAN change a person.

Now, when i have my backpack, i have him with me, like a cloud. I went to do some estate business with the family today, and i didnt feel alone or lonely. I did have the insight that good golly there was no reason for my mother to be as mean as she was. I mean holy hell. What a relief thats over.