I once believed love was a spark—those fleeting moments of wonder. The rush of a first date, the dance of discovering someone new. They felt like the pinnacle, the beating heart of the story. But now, I see those moments differently. They’re the invitation, the toll paid to enter the deeper connection terrain. They’re the prologue, not the essence.... See more

Seldom does this search take the form of asking the really important question: What can I make of myself that would make me worthy to give and receive such love? We want to bask in the warmth of devotion that overlooks, even indulges, our failings. Apart from our mothers, this pleasure can be a little hard to find—or to maintain over time. What I

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