Better, Together

Our little girl was only about 10 days old on that first trip to the pediatricians office.

As we sat in the waiting room, having no clue of the coming storm, a couple of fellas sat in the waiting room with their guitars. They sang and strummed; we listened. As a mother, I soaked it all in - every feeling of anxiety, every move my little daughter made, every interaction with our 18-month old, conversation with my husband; everything around us seemed to stand out and make an impression on my memory.

It took a long long while for me to discover what song these guys sang, but eventually the connection was made: Jack Johnson, Better Together

There is no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a, shoebox of photographs
With sepiatone loving
Love is the answer,
At least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
Sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together

Mmm, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

And all of these moments
Just might find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone
When the morning light sings
And brings new things
For tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too
Too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way
Into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
I was somewhere in between
With only two
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree now

It's always better when we're together
Mmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

Mmm, mmm, mmm

I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no, combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing
We're better together

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The days have grown into weeks which have now become years; and this past week it has been four years.
And it has not always been easy.
But it has always always always been worth it.
We're definitely Better Together.