Dear Sabine,

I have just received the blessing of reading

your loving account of your family and you.

Every word moves me deeply.

You honor them all

as you share

their courageous and painful lives

so truthfully and mercifully with us.

I wish we were neighbors.

I would invite you over

for coffee

and we would talk about then

and now.

How they lie to us.

I study the sickness of lying

and write about it.

I feel deep kinship

with your Mom and you.

Thank you for all the time and work

and love you devoted to writing

your story of all you hold dear.

How your beautiful mother raised you

to transcend all limits she faced.

Deborah