You owe me nothing

My loves,

This is a short letter, but I want it on its own so you can find it when you need it.

When you reach out, if you ever do, I want you to know what you’re walking into.

You don’t owe me an explanation for where you’ve been. You don’t owe me a relationship on any particular timeline. You don’t owe me a certain version of yourselves. You don’t owe me apologies. You don’t owe me gratitude for waiting.

I waited because you’re my children. That is the whole reason. It is not a debt you took on.

Come as you are, whenever you are, however you are. Ask nothing, say nothing, tell me everything. All of those are fine. The door is open. There are no conditions.

I love you.

Daddy