"A gun behind the door, logs in the fireplace, and children in the cradle..."

Truth.

Alas, I am not there yet. But I long to be! And God willing, I will be, one day.

This reminds me strongly of a favorite song by Jethro Tull – "Fires at Midnight":

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"I believe in fires at midnight When the dogs have all been fed. A golden toddy on the mantle A broken gun beneath the bed..."