The Light We Lost

by Jill Santopolo

A woman filled with light makes everything she touches brighter. Lucy, Luce, Luz, Light.

I hope that you find a love like that—one that is all-consuming and powerful, that makes you feel like you’re going slightly mad. And if you do find that love, embrace it. Hold on to it. When you give yourself over to love like that, your heart will get bruised. It will get battered. But you will also feel invincible and infinite.