"My damage?" He says startled, and sets his painting down, "My damage, is that I see two people who want very much to be in each others lives and both doing this aggravating dance to blame themselves on why it won't work. My damage is Zara has been sending out everything but the red carpet for you to be in her life.... not as a visitor, but as a part of it, and you shot her down agin and again and don't realize that she blames herself for each time you did. My damage is that she doesn't realize how phenomonely insecure you are about your worth as a mother so blames herself as somehow being a less than worthy daughter. My damage is you don't realize you don't have to be perfect for her to love the shit out of you. My damage is that both of you are letting that bastard Paler win by letting this wedge between you grow. I'm frustrated with her, I'm annoyed with you. And.. you know, glad for Jacob because he seems a good kid and I think you'll be a better mom than you believe. I think Zara feels that you're doing something for him that you wouldhn't for her so the problem must be her, and that makes me nuts. My damage? Is that the women of your maternal line seem to be stuborn to the point of plotting a course for emotional self destruction and going full steam ahead no matter how much I tap you on the shoulders and say 'iceberg'. THat's my damage Miriam. I think you'e a good person. I KNOW Zara is, and It's very frustrating to watch you both whip yourselves and then each sure you made the marks on the others. You've been through hell. You're an incredibly strong woman. She has gone to hell to get you out of it. SHe's..she's amazing. And I just wish I could help your blind spots towards each other"