As I have gotten older, I've come to cherish something so simple. And of course, I didn't really cherish it until it went missing from my life. Day after day, I grew to miss it, without even realizing what it was. An ache in my heart grew and tears would well in my eyes as I yearned for the sweetness of its sound and the meaning it brought to my life. I dream of the days of when I will have it again and dread the times where I know it will have to be absent. It's something so simple, and yet, it warms up my heart and renews its strength from a weary day.
You see, when this simple thing is present, it does wonders to the soul: it wraps you up in a tender embrace; it lifts the corners of your mouth into a smile; your steps are a bit lighter as they spring with hope; you don't even realize that you tilt your ears to hear its sweet sound; your heart is lifted; your eyes a bit brighter with joy; and even though there are many times where you take it for granted, the second it goes missing, you turn around, staring at the gaping hole its presence has left. So when it comes back, you hold onto it and look forward to it even more. You then run towards it, excitement rising in your body for the opportunities and moments it will bring. Yes, the precious, simple part of life is back to offer its love and joy into your life; to make your days a bit brighter, to give strength to your weariness, to ease the loneliness in your heart, and to simple say this:
"Welcome home"
So simple. But so precious.
