Sometimes you just have to celebrate that you made it through. Forget the battle. Forget the headaches. Forget the fatigue. And be glad it’s not worse. You’re all safe and sound. All in warm beds with fluffy pillows and blankets. The sound of the rain outside cloaking the night in a comforting pitter patter.
They won’t always be long nights. And then when they aren’t any more you’ll miss them. This is the good hard stuff of life.
It’s time for bed. Sleep well world.
