People fall in love in the most mysterious ways.
Maybe it's the touch of a hand,
maybe it's a look,
maybe it's a moment that you can't forget.
Maybe its' because from the moment I met you, I felt like I always knew you.
Maybe because you smell like home.
Maybe because you were always my comfort, my balance, my calm.
And maybe we found love in simple.
Not complicated.
Not mysterious.
Not rushes of romance and flowers and screaming our love in the pouring rain.
Just simple.
Just wanting to be with each other and working to make it happen.
And then, life gets complicated.
As it always does.
And even through some of those first obstacles, we floated through.
We were graceful and kind in our love.
We were graceful and kind to each other.
We kept our love, our lives, simple.
And then, life got more complicated.
As it always does.
And we stumbled a bit, but we didn't fall.
It got a bit harder to see each other
and we were fighting off debts
and moving
and new jobs
and multiple jobs
and planning a wedding
and...
and still,
we were us.
We were simple and always found each other.
And the end of the day, we touched toes, we held hands.
We kept our love, our lives, simple.
And then, life got more complicated.
As it always does.
And we brought more love into our lives.
We created two faces that filled us full.
Two faces that made our house a home.
We created a simple family.
We kept our love, our lives, simple.
Until it wasn't.
Until it was loud.
Until it was heartbreaking.
Until we stumbled and even fell a bit.
Until the work became hard.
Until it became chaos.
Until is became too messy.
Until it became working all day everyday, in all that we do, there is work.
Until the two people we always knew were changing.
Until we didn't know how to keep up.
Until we realized, it's time to get back to us.
It's time to get back to simple.
And in this season of our lives,
in this season that we are most loved,
in this season of constantly being needed, and talked to, and demanded to do, and asked a million questions,
in this season of dressing and bathing and carrying,
in this season of feeding and cleaning up and wiping faces and noses,
in this season of needed and wanted,
we will stand back on our two feet.
Because it is time.
It's time to brush ourselves off.
It's time to find the simple of us.
It's time to remember that this is so much work, but it doesn't have to be hard.
Not if we focus on the good.
Not if we focus on childhood.
Not if we focus on family.
Not if we hold on to each other as we go.
It is time to go back to simple.
It is time to go back to our love, our lives,
simple.
