Last summer I had to have a surgery on my cervix, and afterward I felt very weak and pathetic.  For about two weeks afterward I had a hard time just walking and going about the things I had to do.  By the end of the days all I had wanted was to curl up in a little ball and go to sleep. 

And through it all, my fiancé was with me.  He would hold me tenderly and tell me everything was going to be all right.  I know it must have been very hard on him, seeing me so weak, and very frustrating, when all I wanted was to sleep.  It was frustrating for me as well. 

But in the end, I think it brought us even closer, and I knew how much I was loved and cared for.  I believe that Pippin must have felt he same way, and thus, this story was born.