I remember the first time I saw a man really be vulnerable. I was married at the time. My father-in-law was driving me and my then wife, his daughter, to the airport. She had been telling a story in the truck about how difficult high school had been. After hearing the story, my father-in-law started to cry. He had no idea she had been bullied. He thought she had had a great high school experience. I remember seeing the tears stream down his face, the hurt and empathy in his eyes.
)
