This certainly rang true. The words written were lovely and took me back through the years of tender love and care to where we are now. It is two years since my AS has spoken to me. I did nothing but try to help him get on his feet in recovery. But since I would not submit to lies and manipulation when he relapsed, he cut me out of his life. I know where he is but little else. The hurt is buried and only surfaces once in a while, but I'm paying the price physically - my warranty if about up.