This morning when the alarm went off, I hit the snooze button. I tend to avoid doing that. The snooze only gives me seven more minutes, but this morning I wanted that seven minutes. I wanted to snuggle up against my husband as he slept away, oblivious to the alarm. I love how warm and cozy my bed feels when I'm supposed to be getting up. It's that little bit of childhood comfort coming back to me for a few minutes. I can snuggle down under my down comforter and rest my head against Steve's shoulder, give myself just a few more minutes of safety and joy. Heaven my way.