I think love is kind of like those waves out there,” she said. “You ride one in to the beach, and it’s the most amazing thing you’ve ever felt. But at some point the water goes back out; it has to. And maybe you’re lucky - maybe you’re both too busy to do anything drastic. Maybe you’re good as friends, so you stay. And then something happens - maybe it’s something as big as a baby, or as small as him unloading the dishwasher - and the wave comes back in again. And it does that, over and over. I just think sometimes people forget to wait.