I won’t sugarcoat what’s going on today. I have odd problems with my teeth. A year and a half ago, I had a root canal (I’ve had so many, I’ve lost count). Last month, it went awry and was retreated. It started throbbing again yesterday and so it looks likely I’ll have to lose that tooth. I’ve been feeling down about it. But a moment of hope arose this morning, when @alan.m.caudillo stood in the kitchen, making me breakfast without my asking. When he put the plate in front of me, he simply said, “eat.” That word, that gesture—it had magnitude. I was reminded at just the right time, everything will be fine.