From the dark and dirty corner she has allotted me in the two room house, I pack a bundle of my simple belongings and turn to my mother to speak my last breath in the home of her squalid existence. If she should grab me at the tops of my arms, I avow to myself to pull away as loving as possible and kiss my mother with kindness and sorrow upon her cheek. I will not allow the salt of her tears to pierce my lips and offer me taste. I will demurely wipe my lips with the back of my hand, look in her eyes, understand in my own solemn way who she is not, and look away.

Once we have been introduced to our real selves, nothing can take that knowledge away from us, and every relationship in our lives is enriched. Once we've been led into integrity and wholeness by another human being, we won't want to settle for anything less. In fact, we are likely to want the same quality of life, regardless of its cost, for anyone for whom we care deeply.

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