Simple

I had lunch out with my college son.  He's only here a few more days.  I admire his courage at going back to school.  And of how he does it though he'd rather be around the familiar.  He has my admiration and respect.  He does what many adults do not....he chooses what is best.  I'm glad for him.  But, I see in his eyes the pain of getting geared up to "do it again."  New classes.  New professors.  I was nervous each new semester.
But, having lunch with him...just the two of us...was so simple but so very nice.
I don't require much.  My needs are kind of simple.  Mostly...I need peace.  I am learning that that isn't simple anymore.  Breaks my heart.
grace to you.