Losing so many features thhat distinguished me from others, I saught refuge with my mother. The transition into depending, again, revealed that though I had undergone a change, so had she.. Relying on one anotherr for what the other lacked we fought our way back to seek refuge in the rock of ages. Weary with the attempts to put a good face on dissappointments of the past. We accepted that what we had was worth savingg and living the truth that there is hope in Christ, restored hope in life.