But this isn’t a solitary vigil. If you look closely at the architecture of this life, you’ll see the same light burning in windows across every zip code. We may be a ragtag crew of carers, but we are a community. Not because we share the same struggles, or the same diagnoses, or treatments, or anything else outside of us. We are a true community when we have agreed to love the same difficult, beautiful things. We are bound together by what we have chosen to hold dear in the dark.