and realized just how many years I have been in turmoil with difficult child. I read messages I was sending back and forth with some one about my daughter being involved with people in gangs when she was 13. Just a reminder of the heck we have been through here...wow. Life really is peaceful with this not in my face anymore. Not much of an update - she sent me a few pictures of herself over the weekend. She looks fantastic. Absolutely beautiful, really. Looks like she took the picture with a new cell phone, too. She claims it is a sticker on the old phone but that is not true - the back looks completely different. Why would she lie about having a new phone?? I don't understand. I thought she would look sad. Defeated. Crappy. I thought life would be so uncomfortable that she would be begging to come back home. She has not asked. Not once. She hasn't asked us for a thing except her cellphone (which I do keep on purely for selfish reasons - it is okay, I can admit that much and my husband has let it go because he realizes it does keep me sane.). I just don't understand how she is getting by just fine. It really is true - we picture their situation to be sooo much worse than it actually is. I picture her living under a bridge, digging through garbage for food, etc. It doesn't look to be the case - at all. The picture was taken in a nice bathroom and she looked fantastic....?