She sat across from me, arms folded on the table as she listened. Her dark red hair had streaks of gray running through it now, but she didn’t try t... cover it up with dye like most women her age. She also didn’t bother with make-up. ‘Do you ever hear from your mom?’ Caroline asked, her voice softer now. I took a sip of coffee and winced as it burned my tongue. ‘Nope.’ When Mom left, she promised to come back for me. She said she couldn’t live with my dad anymore and had to find a place of her. " Sara wasconcerned. I'm over at General Willis." Sara felt bad that was her momwas there.Sara called her mom's cell. "Hello." The voice on the other end said."How are you mom?" "Okay. "Would you like me to shoot over to theoffice?" Sara's mom was quiet for a minute. "Okay, and give Cassidy thismessage." Sara's mom gave her the information. Sara walked over to theoffice. It was a good three mile hike.Sara opened the office doors and in the lobby was a security guard. Helooked big and. "Look in the mirror Ellie, tell me what you see." I see an old lady with grey hair and wrinkles, bags under her eyes and a face that's beginning to sag along with her body. How can you love that?"Tears form in her eyes as she looks at herself, wondering when she got old, wondering when she let herself go and stopped caring about her appearance.Tenderly Charlie wipes them away before they can fall. He'd always hated to see her cry."Now look again! And I'll tell you what I see," he promises and. Yet, in her case, all the literature said for loving bystanders to not even attempt to help them as it would be counterproductive. I had initiated hours of conversation about healthy boundaries. She’d always only get mad. We’d have sex. A couple of my past lovers have told me that sex with me is awesome, yet as a human being, I’m a total bummer. Maybe, she is my only chance of finding someone who loves me so deeply. I shouldn’t think such scarcity thoughts. I could now even continue thoughts.