Don't know if you ever read my orginal thread, 11th Hour-Still Trying , but this is playing out very similar. I did morv her stuff out last time. One big heap, right in the middle of the floor. Tried to make her feel as much as an outsider as I could. She just kept saying, "the kids are resilent and they'll get over it." Her other favorite was, "a family is what you make of it."
