The Hazards of Love

I know people who have done big, amazing things for others, the kind of thing that forces you to question why you don’t do something similar and even if you could–risky, sacrificial things for people badly in need who well-meaning friends advise are not likely to be grateful, are, in fact, potentially dangerous. I know people who have gone as far as the imagination will allow to show love and compassion and hospitality and who have been rewarded for their feat with injury of the kind their well-meaning friends warned of and worse.

“It was the right thing to do,” they say to you after. “But we’ll never do it again.”

And it strikes you for the first time how both of things can be true at the same time.