We arrive at the MET’s American Wing fountain around 11:45 AM. We are on a treasure hunt of sorts. What I don’t expect is how emotional this fountain will make me feel. Our visit to the Metropolitan Museum of Art was conceived six months earlier after I discover a gorgeously written book by Patrick Bringley, a security guard who spent ten years working at the Met. A writer by trade, Bringley finds himself adrift and seeking answers after the untimely death of his beloved older brother at the age of 28. He finds a path forward through his experience as a guard and the art and people he encounters there. One morning in April, I leave the book sitting on a side table in our sunroom. A little later, I walk in to find my sister, Cat, reading it. As many of you know, I live in a multigenerational house with my husband, mom, and sister. (Story here.) “You can’t get too absorbed in … [continue reading...] about One wish for yourself, and then another, just as big, for someone else