Why do we only show up for each other in a crisis?

Here is the pattern, plainly: someone's child gets sick, or the job falls through, and suddenly the messages fly. Everyone shows up. Then the crisis passes, and so do you — back into silence, sometimes for months, until the next fire. This is not fake friendship. Fear is a real thing that brings people together fast. But fear-love only knows how to arrive, not how to stay. If the only time you find each other is at the bottom, you have built a rescue team, not a home. A support system fed only by desperation will always be hungry. The question worth asking each other is simple: are we here because we love one another, or because we need somewhere to go when things break? Love does not wait for the wound.