Nights like this, I am able to come to a quiet house. Just my husband and I for dinner. I begin to cook get lost in the music on the radio. Such a sanctuary my kitchen is. I tell my husband “It’s time for dinner!” and he comes running into the house eagerly awaiting a well cooked meal. My children are off working, making their own money, creating their own life and I just remain in my sanctuary. Dinner was great, chicken rice fajitas on corn tortillas with sour cream, chips and salsa; all made from my sanctuary. I love a quiet home. I love being in the sanctuary. I love nights like this.