Sacred Simplicity

This week has made me very grateful for my husband. Despite his fall in the library, he has been a trooper. No complaints or whining. He is as ever the delight of my life. He keeps me in smiles and laughter even during the hard times. Given the last few months the lyrics of this song are especially apropos since the recent journey has often been "hurting in ways" we have to accept. This post is for my Douglas. The man who keeps me sane when the rest of the world falls down around my ears. I love you Doug.

"Strange how you know inside me. I measure the time, and I stand amazed. Strange how I know inside you. My hand is outstretched toward the damp of the haze [ . . . ] And how I am sure, like never before, of my reasons for defying reason. Embracing the seasons, we dance through the colors ... both followed and led. Strange how we fit each other. Strange how certain the journey. Time unfolds the petals for our eyes to see. Strange how this journey's hurting in ways we accept as part of fate's decree. So we just hold on fast, acknowledge the past as lessons exquisitely crafted, painstakingly drafted to carve ourselves instruments that play the music of life. For we don't realize our faith in the prize unless it's been somehow elusive. How swiftly we choose it the sacred simplicity of you at my side."
~Vienna Teng "Eric's Song"