Thanks, Pam. I know it was God, and I should have turned to Him sooner, but he forgave and saved me. I honestly can't write about all the things they said and did. They were so horrid. As they got older and saw I had no control over my daughter's bad choices, it got better. I loved my parents, and we got along great at the end of their lives. My husband, who seems so wicked now, said it was a bad season we had to go through, but we made it. He didn't say much, but he stood by me. When he became addicted to alcohol, I left him. I could not endure the pain again of watching someone I love destroy themselves. I feel guilty about my decisions then, but life is in the future, not the past.