I am tired.  And weary.  If it wasn’t for my kids right now; if it wasn’t for their eyes that have seen so much more pain than my own, if it wasn’t for their joy in the face of unspeakable heartbreak, if it wasn’t for the consistent reminder they give me that we are so much more than what has happened to us and what we have done…

But even for all the heartache, all the misery, and the horrible things we humans find to do to one another, it is still a beautiful world.