The light came into our room early. Looking at the clock I knew I should get in the shower. Thinking about this, I lay still, gazing at my husband’s face as he slept. He looked so peaceful. His schedule is generally full on weekends, but not this one. In an instant I knew I wasn’t going anywhere. Closing my eyes again, I concentrated on his even breathing. Such simple pleasures were meant to be savored and I wrapped my arm around him to hold on tightly.