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There was a time when I didn't know what to do for my daughter, and so I did nothing. I had too many avenues to explore so I explored none. I had too many behaviors to address and I addressed none.

Unconditional love does not require a response. It is not withdrawn sheepishly in the potential lengthening measured metaphorical cricket chirp of the silence that follows its declaration.

If I breathe, if I shift, if I scratch an itch, this tender, tenuous butterfly of familial intimacy will start and flutter away, and who knows when it will light once more.