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Baby, stay with me.
Every other night the husband says variations of the same line. He hates falling asleep alone so I lie there and in the shadowy light I see his sleeping face. Funny how vulnerable he looks when asleep. Staring at how the light hits his face, listening to his breathing, I let out a sigh of thankfulness.
How thankful I am, to have had this day with him.
How thankful I am, that he is healthy and well.
How thankful I am, to have a tomorrow to look forward to with him.
