This morning, I received an email from someone dear who said, "How about posting something about the stay-at-home human and out-at-work human?"
I've written a long reply to her about how this is a dogblog, remember?
Having said that, this, I think, comes pretty close.
I'm too verbose to tweet, and today's homepage news on facebook might not even make it to tonight. So I thought I'd blog this moment because I want to be able to click on this page years from now and remember it.
Sometime in the last hour, the first of the trapped Chilean miners arrived on the surface, looking normal y tranquilo.
One of my sisters, who lives in another country, text me about it as I was preparing Rufus and Georgia's vegetables. I am watching it live on CNN and BBC. I'm sure millions of others around the world are doing the same.
It feels wonderful. I hope it ends well.
Sometimes, despite the way the world is going, you have to love it.