The Harder Job (for Tina and Paul Kane)   Love gives to some the harder job, to some the easier. And it doesn’t seem to be those who love the most deeply who always get the harder job, or the easier. It isn’t love which gives us our work, but raw, cold chance, which may strike the beloved in an instant, or slowly grind the dearest one down and down to death—for some, sure as an execution in the morning, all the pardons gone, for some it may be years from now. Meanwhile, extreme suffering, as in war, without war’s…