As Love Grows

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As Love Grows
Jockey’s Ridge, Outer Banks North Carolina

As love grows,

so do we.

Picture perfect blurred

by all the things we didn’t see.

The really tough pieces of life all laid out upon our table,

pieces undone and rearranged,

doing all that we are able.

Still holding hands, still a place to rest,

holding on through the storms when it feels like nothings left.

As love grows,

so do we

from silly sun kissed teenagers –

movies, proms, the fair –

To wedding vows, tiny feet

and a joy for life in the air.

We read Corinthians so sure of ourselves:

Love is patient, keeps no record of wrong,

Love is not angered, it endures all,

before we really see what marriage is made for.

Then time does what it tends to do,

sneaks up and sneaks right through.

We trade the white dress for black too often,

wonder how could this be true.

We trade all nighters with newborns for tear soaked pillows,

haunting worry for parents we couldn’t know would get sick.

We work, we pray, frantic,

and still can’t fix any of it.

As love grows,

so do we.

We bend but we don’t break.

Life lived better with two,

still holding on, always with you.

Marriage isn’t the cake or photos

or house, trip, career, or kids.

Life’s extras distract us from the center,

it all boils down to this.

You don’t choose a spouse at your wedding,

you choose them day to day.

We weed out the garden, we nurture it,

and sometimes we wait for the next season for blooms.

Because as love grows,

so do we.

You find your soul mate, you get married, you stay together until you die, period.

~Jack Pearson, This is Us

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