I'm relating to what you are saying about finding myself has turned me back into the mother than I used to be and God made me to be.Much easier to do when I'm not raising a "juvenile delinquent teenager who is really 37".I have my own children to raise who really ARE children. After my husband left yesterday from his 45 minute visit consisting of mainly nothing but ranting and raving, our 23 month old daughter who has been so very close to him kept asking, "Where'd Daddy go?"I didn't really know what to tell her.I did explain something to the other children in a way that I thought that they ywould understand. I asked them, "If an insane person was screaming at you from a window, would you yell back at them or walk away? "They all answered in unison, "Walk away! "I just told him that's how we need to think about Daddy right now, especially when he's acting pitiful like he did today and trying to start an argument because he's very sick and there no talking any sense into him.