On Sunday I slept in (that means 8:00 a.m. for me).  When I woke, the sun was dancing across the bedroom walls.  I thought about the day ahead.  There was nothing that I absolutely positively had to do.  Nowhere I had to be.  I virtually skipped down the stairs to join Peter.  I told him how happy I was.  I told him how I want to hold on to this day…to this feeling.