The Most Beautiful Thing

I had a moment with a man. A partner in transition. He opened up in honesty and offered his vulnerability to me. His tears fell quietly as he looked into my eyes. Not hiding. Not ashamed. I didn’t feel impatient or irritated. It was humbling. It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. 

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