“You never understand life until it grows inside of you.” – Sandra Chami Kassis
FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
“Hey sleepy head,” Paul said entering the kitchen at four o’clock that morning. “I thought you weren’t a morning person. What are you doing up so early?” Walking up to Jane, he planted a gentle kiss to the left side of her cheek before making his way to the counter and pouring himself a cup of coffee.
“For some reason I couldn’t sleep last night. I was restless the whole night,” Jane said on a sigh, before sipping some of her chamomile tea. “Now I’m all grouchy and I don’t know why.
Putting down his coffee, Paul made his way back to Jane, all the while rattling off a string of questions. “What can I do to help? Is it is your injuries? Are you having the headaches again? You need me to call
