Love #2- A Simple Love…
On October 17, 2011 by Lori
A Simple Love
I am a California girl, no doubt about it…but I do bleed Husker red. My mom was raised in a small town two hours north of Omaha, Nebraska. She is the second eldest of ten, daughter to Lonnie and Mary who owned a bar, grew their own crops and never turned anyone away who came knocking. This picture is one of my favorites. It was taken right outside thier humble two story home with one bathroom. A San Franciscan city girl sits alongside her grandfather on a hot midwest summer afternoon enjoying a fresh cob of corn from their garden…something I hope to share with my children soon. Smiles are worth a thousand words. I love a simple love like that…
Take a moment to think of a simple love you have…
The lyrics of the song “Simple Love” by Alison Krauss (A Hundred Miles or More: A Collection) sums it up for me.
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
LIFE is good and appreciate the fact of life growing up in a loving home in a small town. Cherish the simple and fun memories as a blessing from above.