There are two baby blankets laying around, discarded. They are imperfect and stretched but the hands that made them were under attack from within.
There is a family with frayed blood relative relations. They gave determined that the sins of the father died before the father dies, and we tell the children that Grampa died many decades before.
Addictions that have strained trust are still felt. The absence of active participation does not mean the guilty parties are not watched and that the watchers are not free from sin.
As a unit, we continue to struggle,but when we struggle, we pull on each other strengthening the unit. We will not unspool.