A light breeze blows across the beach as you follow your wife, Cordelia, as she skips across the sand. Your hand in hers, she leads you toward the shining, perfect water

“Come on, babe,” she laughs, pulling you along, her big smile on her lips. Despite the smile, her eyes look worried.

You wonder for a moment if it’s because she still isn’t pregnant. You’ve been trying to conceive a child for about a year now, but it hasn’t happened the way you planned. You know how much she wants children, and how hard it is for her.

As you reach the water, Cordelia immediately dives in, swimming naturally to the surface with grace and elegance. As her head breaks the surface she smiles and splashes at you.

“What are you waiting for, slowpoke?” She laughs, more eager then ever for you to get into the water with her.