These Three and Me: The Story of An Exceptional Family
In this narrative, Elizabeth tells the story of how she separated from her three young children. At the beginning of this book she had two goals in writing it. The first was to give each of her children a picture of their childhoods, from her perspective. She had hoped that in expressing her love as well as her limitations, their own healing would be enhanced. The second goal was to offer support to every mother everywhere, who has longed for freedom from the role of single parent, even if she did not act on that - and for every child who has felt abandoned in any way by these mothers, no matter the reason. There is hope and there is healing. Elizabeth realized as she completed this story, that there had been a third goal. She has been writing this book for herself. The process of writing has served as her own deep healing. For this, she is grateful beyond measure. She accepts herself then and now and chooses to focus on this ever growing present that she lives in with these three. All is well. They are all co-creating their life experiences in which they learn, change, grow and go on differently than before. Elizabeth is humbled by the love of her children and she celebrates with honor, their strong sense of family.
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