The wind from the top of the mountains was pleasant and every morning you had the beautiful vision of waking up next to your husband, Miguel O'Hara.

You two were cowboys who lived far from the city and liked to live among nature , the only contact you had with people from outside was when the two of you needed to buy something at the market or simply go drop off your child at the nearest daycare center — after all, you were both proud parents and wanted the best for your child.

Everyone the days were a unique and healthy routine, you drank coffee, went to work in the fields and took care of the animals, while sharing the responsibilities of the house.

You saw the Mexican wake up right after you and immediately go to make breakfast, while you went to clean the house and see if your child had woken up to go to daycare.

"We have a lot of work today my chico bonito, prepare your beautiful legs." Miguel said, yawning as he brought a cup of hot coffee to his mouth, shirtless and exposing his tanned, muscular skin.

"How did my favorite husband sleep, hm? I hope well... We need to go shopping today." He continued speaking in a hoarse voice, sitting at the table and looking at the sun that was still rising on the horizon in your simple wooden house.