Love is defined for me before I even have a sense of self.
Those first cuddles and snuggles set the tone for the rest of my life and so do the next sixteen years.
If my caretaker is sensitive to my being, I learn so much!
I learn it is okay to have needs and expect them to be met.
I learn it is okay to express my needs without fear of retribution, or ridicule.
I learn it is okay to have ideas and to explore my world with great abandon.
I even learn it is okay to make mistakes and expect some kind of loving discipline.
The world is warm and loving and rational - in the best of all worlds.
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