My Parents Are Dead But I Still Wish They'd Change

<p>I am the product of estrangement. My childhood journey finds a heart-wrenching repetition in the present. Adult child estrangement is a lesson in the power of the human spirit. It is amazing how the willingness to survive can deliver us to a sense of purpose. This is a story about the search for personal truth. It is raw and honest. I openly discuss the debilitating circumstances that brought me to my knees. I share the grave moments when I lost myself because I allowed someone else to define me. It is a tale that finds me rising from the ashes with the discovery of how to proceed in kindness. I find meaning in everything even if it’s as simple as a good cup of coffee.</p><p>Readers Say:</p><p>Intense raw insightful and thoughtful. - AL</p><p>A heart-rending story of abuse neglect and love along with the complexities that challenge our understanding of these relationships. - KF</p><p>A difficult journey with a reflective voice. Christine’s words and phrases are eloquent and worth sharing with anyone who has struggled through addiction abuse and rejection. – BF</p><p>Amazing dictation. The silence has been spoken. It has been put into words that needed to be expressed. Bigger than estrangement. Words of authority. The right of a parent. Revealing what she could no longer bear. – MS</p><p>Gripping. I ran the gamut of emotions as my empathetic soul was on overload. I picked it up to read and couldn’t put it down until I was finished. – AK</p>