There’s a particular contentment that comes in our falling in love again,
dreaming again, hoping again. In our moments of rediscovered innocence, and
in our informed and yet defiant idealism. As we reconstruct life on the
other side of grief, loss, and tremendous shifts in perspective, the
greatest refuge to be found is in the new things we love. It’s almost a
kind of resurrection, where you’re armed with all you’ve experienced and
learned, but open to something new and beautiful.
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