Last night, I had a long talk with Thom. I told him how my mother’s face would change into another face. I would pray, as a child, for her to go back to herself. I was fixed to the spot.I prayed,”Dear God, how can I take this?” At age five, I started being afraid to go to sleep because I was afraid I would die. I hunkered down, as a child, to save my sanity. Last night, Thom told me this and he prayed for me. A peace came over me and I felt God’s Hand push me down into the sofa on which I was lying .I felt a tremendous peace, a wonderful peace. I cried a great deal, for the rest of the night. Today, when I woke up, I feel free and happy. 