August 10, 2010
Simple Love
I called yesterday overwhelmed with all the tasks I expected of myself and thought I should get done. I am a stay-at-home mom to a beautiful 3 year old girl and a handsome 4 month old boy. Thank you for your encouragement today. I called hoping to hear things I already knew but did not feel. I will try harder to keep a proper perspective of what is REALLY important and to not waste my time worrying about the laundry, etc. I was listening to an Alison Krauss song today and I came to a broader realization of the concern at hand. It is called "Simple Love." Little yellow house sittin' on a hill That is where he lived That is where he died Every Sunday morning Hear the weeping willows cry Two children born A beautiful wife Four walls and livin's all he needed in life Always giving, never asking back I wish I had a simple love like that I want a simple love like that Always giving, never askin' back For when I'm in my final hour lookin' back I hope I had a simple love like that My momma was his only little girl If he'd had the money he'd have given her the world Sittin' on the front porch together they would sing Oh how I long to hear that harmony I want a simple love like that Always giving never asking back When I'm in my final hour looking back I hope I had a simple love like that I want a simple love like that Always giving never asking back When I'm in my final hour looking back I hope I had a simple love like that Although the entire song moves me, I was focused on the part where it says "When I'm in my final hour looking back, I hope I had a simple love like that". Not to sound morbid but...If I reach my final hour and I am on my death bed, I doubt I will look into my husband's eyes and my babies' eyes and say "There's a load in the washer, could you change it to the dryer?" All that crap will melt away and I will see clearly that all that matters in the end is the love I gave and the love I have received. I hope to remember that. R.

Posted by Staff at 4:06 PM