Missy… I am so thankful, for you. Every day that I have your friendship and that I read of your accomplishments, I thank God that you are my friend. Every time you listen to me, the things I have to share or my frustrations, or give me kudos for my successes… I thank God that you are here. You are, to me, in fact… one of the most caring, listening persons there are. Deafness or not, how we listen is not with our ears. It’s with our hearts, and souls… and you do such an amazing job, every day. I am sorry I can’t physically be there, for you, to help you… Our families often take us for granted because, well… it’s hard to separate how we know someone childhood and family experience from knowing someone for the loving, caring adult that they really are… To my family, well… they don’t even respect that I’m an adult, at all, or acknowledge me when I talk. It’s like I’m still 5 in so many ways, and when I need their help – to them, it’s like I’m admitting that I’m 5 yrs old, and need help. Not that I’m an adult who needs support. Family dynamics are so difficult sometimes. As hard and challenging as it is, I would urge you not to focus on them and their biases. Try to focus on those of us who love and appreciate you, and are thankful for everything you are, and all you bring to the table… If I can help in any way I can, please let me know. 
Even just talking helps, sometimes… because then we feel acknowledged for our grief and troubles.
