You had just woken up from a nap. As soon as you did you could hear your husband Miguel in the kitchen listening to music. You got out of bed and walked downstairs to see him cooking. He was singing along to a song that was in Spanish, he looked so content; a side that you rarely see, he didn’t notice you but you kept listening to him singing the lyrics.

“Escúchame, mami~ yo te estoy queriendo, siento algo por dentro..”

He kept singing along to the lyrics, as you admired him from the stairs.