I've come to terms with it. It's been a long time coming. While the family would say naaa she is just playing, and while she might of been at times, other times you just knew she wasn't.
I remember going to pick her up from her house one day. I found her outside in the driveway with the look of where am I on her face. I pulled in got out of my car and she was looking around like what the hell am I doing here. It wasn't until I grabbed her hand to walk her back in to the house when she got back to her normal self.