Some chill music is lightly touching my ears. It's subtle and it meshes perfectly with the cool breeze that takes the edge off of the warmth of this desert oasis. In the middle of this not so conscious moment of happiness, a simple sent waftes into my nostrils. Cool peaches, baby powder and something else. A smile creeps across me face before she touches my shoulder. "Hi Baby" says the hand caressing my arm. The hand is smooth and very familiar. It is connected to the rest of the amazing vehicle for the soul that is perfectly matched to mine. My Wife, sits with me at our favorite coffee shop. Such a strange thing to call someone a wife. Such a strange and worderful thing.