I cried as she cried. I hurt because she hurt. I both sympathized and empathized with her plight. I felt her angst as she wailed and said, “But it’s not fair!”
She’s right. It’s not. But that’s the way it is sometimes.
This smart, sweet, driven, and open-hearted twenty-something (who we’ll just call Angela for now) fell in love with a young man. They both went to church and seemed to share the same values.