For those born with a lurking, insidious disease, the only known cure is no first time. Beyond that, the treatment is love. So much love that it is beyond comprehension until you have been to the other side of it. And then, even then, all too often, it’s not enough. But there is no harm, no foul, in love. You do not have to enable, or fix, or even be subjected to the horrible effects of the disease, but you can still let your love be known. No matter what happens to my sweet daughter or any of the other beautiful souls I have had the pleasure to know, I will never regret giving them love. I
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