Ms. Elliott Leaves Home - My Last (and Final?) Journey to My Old Home Town.
Dear Henry, It seems a little ironic that the first trip I took after announcing my plans to tackle the Camino de Santiago would be a trip to my childhood home. My dad (aka my mother's second husband) is dying, and I wanted the opportunity to say goodbye. I didn't get it, and I'm a little angry about it too. One of the most profound things I have learned in adulthood was that to truly love someone meant to work for their well-being. Unfortunately, as I've mentioned, my family has significant challenges caring about anyone's well-being, primarily due to addictions and criminal behavior. Addicts are too selfish to love anyone. Almost every family member is either an abusive addict or an enabler of addictions and abusive behavior. The focal point of all family activity is caring for the "poor" addicts and applauding their accomplishment of becoming the most catastrophic person in the room. After " the accident, " I could not do this. I didn't...