Last night I was reading in bed and my husband called up to me, inviting me to join him in watching one of his favorite shows. I declined, too cozy and sleepy to move, but drifted off following a string of thought.
How lucky I am that there is always tomorrow to snuggle with him on the couch! It was not too long ago that this "tomorrow" was in peril, that it could have been there, or not, depending on the face of the dice I had flung over my shoulders.
Though really no tomorrows are ever guaranteed, I've done my part now to make sure our tomorrows are shared. I am so in love with my husband. I need him, urgently,and what joy! he is still here. I am a lucky woman.