For me, the coolest thing about love is how enormously we trust it when we find it—believing in it so completely with an all-in/nothing-can-move-us commitment. Our minds follow our hearts, take all the fear and uncertainty and swap it for a blind faith we didn’t even know we had. That is what I love about love. When my daughter was 13, she told me in no uncertain terms that if she ever had a boyfriend he would be a “side dish”—direct quote—because she had too much to do in her life. Trust me, she came out of the womb this way. She arrived in the world with very precise ideas of what she wanted. And to my shock, she remained unwavering in all of them. It became incredibly clear that I didn’t have anything to do with her headstrong discipline when in preschool I caught her wincing in pain as…