“I reached for her, held my hand out in the space between us. She looked at it, and then to me. And then she placed her hand in mine. I shut my eyes and felt all the love that had always been there, that I had never let myself feel before. All thos things I’d thought my father had taken with him when he left. Everything I needed was here, inside her. ‘I’m sorry,’ I said, letting my own tears fall, ’if I made you feel like you weren’t good enough.”