I am often told that I “have a big heart” or “a lot of love to give.” This is never said in a cheerful sort of way. It’s always stated with a melancholy tone. Through others eyes, my capacity for love is often seen as a vulnerability or something that I must be warned about. Personally, I see it as my greatest strength. While I protect my heart at all costs, that doesn’t decrease its size. The more important it becomes, the bigger it gets. Sometimes it feels like it might explode and someone will one day have to brace for its impact.