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said she couldn't stand it there at the home anymore. Together my daughter and I got her a ticket, that was aSaturday and she was to leave on Monday. Saturday night her father picked her up and tried to talk her out of going,but she stood firm and said she was going. She was so scared to go alone. She kept saying, "What if I can't find thegate I'm suppose to go to?" I told her to go to the counter and tell them, "I need help." I called the day of her flightto be sure the shuttle had picked her up. I prayed all day that God would watch over her and keep her safe. Shearrived safely and my daughter was there to meet her and take her home. She was okay for awhile then startedstaring off again as if she were in a trance and didn't seem aware of anything going on around her. I feel so helpless,I want to help her but I don't know how.Her brothers and I went for a visit with her and her mother. She would be fine one minute and then she would startstaring and not talking, then she'd be okay again. When I think about my granddaughter and all she is going throughI can hardly bear it. Such a waste of a young, loving, life and what a horrible thing that she has to suffer and gothrough all the pain. These are things that should not happen to anyone. My daughter is now healed and is doingeverything she can to help and heal her daughter. I pray constantly that my granddaughter can be healed and lead anormal life. I am so proud of both of them.My husband was a man who had been severely physically, sexually, and verbally abused as a child. I loved him andtrusted him. He was so loving and sweet sometimes and other times he would be so nasty and mean. He was liketwo different people. I know now he suffered from Multiple Personality Disorder.He dearly loved his family. He was very proud of his two sons and dearly loved his little girl. I was not aware at thetime that he was sexually abusing our daughter. By 1990 I was physically unable to take care of him. He was in awheelchair and had to be lifted many times during the day. I found a nice board and care for him and, although Ihadn't seen my oldest son in years, I called and asked if he would come and morally support me while I told myhusband about the move. He said, "Okay, what have I got to lose." He came and explained to his dad how I couldn'tphysically take care of him and had found a nice place for him. My husband said, "Okay, if that's what you want todo with me."At that time I was seeing all of my kids, but always separately. I couldn't speak about any of them to the one I wasseeing. It was hell. When I would call my oldest son's wife, she was very cool. Finally she called and startedquestioning me about Sue's sexual abuse. I told her, "I don't remember anything, but I believe her." She said, "Howcould you believe your daughter and still take care of your husband?"I was shocked. I told her he was a sick, old, helpless man, what did she want me to do with him? She called laterand asked how I could see my younger son after all the things he had done and I told her, "I guess I haveunconditional love for my children." Her reply was, "Not me, my kids have to earn my love and they have." Afterthat my oldest son and daughter-in-law wanted nothing more to do with me. I was not to call, send birthday cards orpresents of any kind. I once asked my oldest son if he had forgiven his father for firing him. He said, "In my head Ihave, but in my heart I haven't."My husband died alone in a rest home in April of 1996. I notified my children. The only thing the oldest boy saidwas, "I'm sorry to hear that." My husband was cremated and there was no service. My family is ruined. Not one ofmy children speaks to the other. I have ten grandchildren and three great-grandchildren. I dream sometimes of us allsitting around the table on holidays and just enjoying each other and being a loving family, then I wake up to reality.This generational sexual abuse and mind control has ruined this family. It breaks my heart as it seems I can't help tostop this, only by supporting my daughter. I pray for all my grandchildren's safety. Thank God, the truth about thisabuse is finally coming out so other little children will be safe from it.In the last three years, I have thought so much about my husband's abuse and have finally forgiven him. I hope he isat peace and looking down on us all, happy to see his daughter working so hard to end this abuse for so manychildren.Bettie EckhartSue's Mom