Sometimes when I'm bored, I ask myself the tough questions in life. Like, What is love? And sometimes, the universe responds. This week, my friend Tina at work sent me an email with a link, saying only “Read it and weep.”

It's a story about a married couple. The husband has a debilitating heart attack and has to be moved into an assisted-living facility. She falls in love and marries someone else, then moves to be with him. But get this, they move her first husband, too, so he could still be a part of the family. I bawled my eyes out because it was so touching. As part of his marriage vows, her new husband promised to always love her and her daughters, adding, “And I promise to always help you provide compassionate care for Robert [her original huband].” Let me know if it makes you cry or if it’s just me. https://wapo.st/AbDNeI I'm pretty sure this is love. Or is it? Is it just guilt? Is it simply compassion? Maybe. But it is also a testament to the bond that love creates between two people. And now, another person, her new husband is helping her to achieve what many people really could not even envision. And that's the power of love. When you marry someone and say, “I promise to love you no matter what until you die,” does that really mean forever, through anything, through a debilitating heart attack? Or does it mean a 72-day marriage like Kim Kardashian's? Would I do it? I want to say yes, but I don't have the courage to answer that right now and I truly, really hope that I'm never forced to make that decision. Would you?