When I was growing up in the 1960's, my mom and I set our hair on plastic rollers. Mom's hair was short and curly and mine was long, wavy and often in girly pigtails, but neither of us wanted frizz.
If your daughter had a life-threatening physical illness, your support system would gather around you and help. Fortunately, there's a wonderful organization called NAMI (National Alliance on Mental Illness) that provides support for friends and family of the mentally ill.
In a perfect world, the holidays offer the best of times filled with warmth and companionship. We luxuriate in the love of those who mean everything to us. When a loss occurs, not only are celebratory patterns threatened, but suddenly it becomes painful to negotiate a regular day.