This weekend I went to Pittsburgh to help a friend move. It was sunny and warm and I ate well and lots of ice cream. I came back and it rained violently but I walked the dogs anyway because they don’t care about rain. The next day I helped clean beer cans, wrappers, and red solo cups out of the Cornell gorges.
Honestly a lot of this hurt. My body ached, I had bruises, I was wet, I was cold, I was hot, I was dirty, I was dusty. But I did all of this because of love and I will never regret the love I put into this hard and scary and beautiful world. I will never care if it is not reciprocated in equal measure. I will be grateful for any time I can spare a little love to give, even if there is a cost. It’s worth it. It will always be worth it.
