Last night the back door was open, the sun had set and the cool was as God made it - noticeably in the room yet not overwhelming. Caught a Carole King/James Taylor concert on PBS. After the first few bars of hearing James Taylor sing, my blood pressure drops 20 points from where ever it was.I stop what I am doing and head towards his voice.
Never thought I would see those two singing together in this lifetime. By his own admission, Taylor said it didn't remember a good deal of it. Whatever happened between them to cause such heartache is the reason that with some time and distance, they could come together, even be very loving toward one another. The music if anything, has gotten better and the two of them together were utter heaven.
Human love is passionate, painful, loving, enabling, overwhelming and so much more. The one thing it is not and never will be is perfect. I don't care how much you love your husband - imperfect. How much you adore your children - imperfect.
If we can embrace the imperfection of human love, it may be the greatest love we can give each other. It may be tough for you to accept, do it for those you love. Imperfect love in a perfect way...
