Love can break your heart. (I think it’s probably in the fine print.)
Blessed are you, whose ability to love crosses differences and divides that would keep others apart.
Whose love advocates for weakness and fragility. Soft heartedness and “Are you okay?”
You who know that this kind of life-expanding love will cost you something, maybe everything.
Blessed are you, whose heart has grown three sizes.
You who push through the fear of intimacy,
the fear of loss, the fear of all the unknowns and love still.
Blessed are we, loving beyond our limits. Loving when it doesn’t make sense.
Loving without any lifetime guarantees. Loving when it might break our hearts.
That is, of course, the best thing about you: Your great big heart.