My grand children. I am up very early this morning. At my age I seem to need to get to bed early and wake up early. Maybe in that way I do sleep like them again. But not I think with their sense of innocence.
When I used to work in the system and was having a bad time, I would often go into my kids room early in the morning and just sit on the floor and watch them and hear them breathe. I would remind myself that THIS and not the Bank was my reality.
I suppose I am doing that again today but I have skipped a generation and only have a picture.