And there are those who have had their vulnerability stripped from them. There are those who are naturally good at being vulnerable / open / honest. You wait for it to go away – the shaky knees / burning eyes / and clenched fist. everything spins. And then it stops. A welcoming glance / a warm hug / good conversation. They bring you back down. These moments show you there is still good. And helps you see. And sometimes that good surrounds you. Good doesn’t heal. But it whispers hope. And that is everything.