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Light in the Shadows

Light in the Shadows

Titel: Light in the Shadows
Autoren: A. Meredith Walters
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Finally. 
                    It was almost six years to the day that I flew back to Florida after leaving Virginia and readmitted myself into the Grayson Center, using a big chunk of the money from Lisa’s life insurance policy that Ruby had given me. 
                  I had wondered in those first few days if I had made the right decision. I had missed Maggie so much I was tempted to check myself out again and head back to her.  But then I would remember that I was doing this for myself.  For the future we wanted to have.  And I would suck it up and make it through the day.
                    They say that the third time’s a charm and my third go around in a facility proved that old saying to be true.  I was focused and on task.  I worked my treatment plan and dealt with my demons, despite the fact that there were days I wanted to forget about all of it.  It helped that Maggie and I talked several times a week.  She’d tell me about college; her classes, her new friends, the crappy dorms.  I’d tell her about group and art therapy. 
                    She flew down during fall break and when I was released into a transitional group home for mental health patients before Christmas, she came to Florida and we spent the holidays together.  She stayed in a hotel of course, but made sure that Christmas was special. 
                    Ruby had also continued to be a constant and reassuring presence.  And her move to Key West went a long way in invigorating her and giving her a new lease on life.
                    She still grieved for Lisa.  We both did.  But she was learning to move on as best she could.  And really that was the only thing any of us could do.
                    After moving into the group home, I had enrolled in the local community college and took some art and psychology classes.  After working my ass off, I was accepted into the University of Miami.  I wouldn’t live on campus and for the first year I opted to take my classes online. 
                    It took me almost five and a half years to get my Bachelor’s Degree. That may seem like a long time to get a four year degree but the fact that I had done it all made the time seem insignificant. 
                    I graduated in May with a BS in psychology and a minor in art.  I had decided to apply my passion with the thing that had saved my life in so many ways and now I was enrolled for my Masters in art therapy at George Washington University. 
                    Before leaving Florida, I had attempted to make amends with my parents. Years had passed and I stopped hearing from them all together.  They didn’t know where I was, so I couldn’t expect any of the obligatory birthday and Christmas cards.  But I strongly doubted they would have even bothered. 
                    When they had cut me out of their life, I knew it was a quick and decisive severing.  I saw my parents on TV now and then.  My father eventually won the state senate seat and was now the congressman for Florida’s twenty-third district. 
                    They seemed plastic, almost robotic during their public appearances.  My mother’s flat, emotionless face most likely a result of Botox.  My dad’s lack of personality even more noticeable. It was amazing that a man as devoid of life as my father had been able to sway people to vote for him.  It’s amazing what a stupid amount of money will buy you, I guess.
                    So I had stupidly made the trek to Palm Beach to see if my parents were ready to bury the hatchet.  To put the past behind us.
                    All I had gotten was a door slammed in my face and a stern warning to never darken their doorstep again.  I remember pulling out of the driveway, waiting for the emotional paralysis.  I anticipated some heavy-duty fallout from being rejected, once again, by the people who had given me life, for whatever that was worth.
                    But nothing had come. Instead of being devastated, I had called Maggie and then later Ruby.  Getting from them all of the love and support I could ever need.  And I knew, without any doubt that I would never desire or need that from my parents.  They had no place in the world I was building for myself.
                    After that, I
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