This man who hurried to hop out of the truck and bolt around the front to open my door for me. This man was not the same man who had taken me on a date and unknowingly crushed my heart. This man had orchestrated an entire production to help my son with his struggles at school. This man wore matching Halloween costumes. This man made me laugh. This man said it was okay not to speak. He comforted my son when he needed it. His eyes were full of promises and optimism. His hands were capable and kind.
