People cry a lot when I’m around. It comes with the job. I have the distinct pleasure of stepping into their lives in the intimate moments where vulnerability and gratitude collide. Tears tend to flow from that intersection with a sort of solemn-but-exuberant beauty. You do what you can to brace for it, but it…

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Something happened to love, maybe recently and maybe decades ago. We re-wrote it, changed its rules. Made it our own and pretended that doing so had no consequences. As long as we love the way we want to and others do the same, what’s the harm, right? But then something else happens. We forget to…

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