Although this book is well written, as a mother of teenagers, I kept going back and thinking I missed something. I couldn't for the life of me understand why the mom was so freaked out by the imaginary friend. The whole premise of the book seemed ridiculous to me. I felt sad that such a normal part of childhood had to be twisted into something pathological even after assurances from the teacher and doctor. It seems like such a shame that the author was so disconnected from her child and not enjoying those young precious years. The idea that a trip to Belize was in order seems like the epitome of over kill. These folks did need some time off but sitting around reading, playing and slowing down to listen to their child would have been a whole lot cheaper and just as effective. Alternative healing is wonderful from whatever culture you choose, I just didn't see what they were trying to "cure". There is no shortcuts to just plain conscious parenting, children will act out when their needs are not met and it can be terribly inconvenient but easier to meet them when they are 3 then have them go unmet and have a really angry and troubled 18 year old. It worries me that so many people connected with the author and her anxieties, it seems to me a symptom of a really disconnected, overworked, media saturated, fear based society. I'm glad the author could some how find her way to faith but clearly most of society is not in a position to take such a radical departure from their regular lives. We need more stories from all the mothers who every day are balancing parenting, trusting their instincts, and making difficult choices to put careers on hold all without any family support or hired help!