There was a whole lot of love given and recieved from the average family member. That`s what made us believe everything. A general feeling of acceptance, the continual seeing answers to prayer, needs supplied, the unity of having others pray for you.we were happy witnessing,like overlooking someone`s fault because your in love with them. Our lives were full because we were continually serving others. I never cared much about Maria or Peter. Never saw them, never cared too. Some real cool people were in the family and that`s what it was about. I think that is why I am not so remorseful.