Light at the end of the tunnel

In the wee small hours, from the hospital bed, looking for light at the end of the tunnel.

I'm so grateful we live life to the full, run around like crazy soaking up the sun and nature and joy and thrills and sensorily arresting experiences. Times like these reinforces that every little bit of exhaustion was worth it. I also realise how not alone we are, how very admired Reuben is, looked up to with a measure of that awe I feel for him.