Sun pours past the fridge door into our home.

A robin sings by the window.

I love this time.

You reply in the same breath:

Our moment of morning...

We smile.

All is hope and wonder.

I want to stay here, with you.

For the rest of our days.

We hold hands across the kitchen table.

We three will make our lives here.

. . .

In war, all that is left of a young family's love...