This morning I was woken up at 8am by a call from Germany. My sweet one's voice is one of those sounds that could wake me up from a great dream, and I would still be delighted. I told her I tried calling her a couple of times last night, and she said something along the lines of, "I know, I felt it, that's why I wanted to call you today."
She sounded relaxed and happy, her voice full and rich with the smell of the North Sea, and the kids' smiles. She said she loves me. I said I love her. We had a few minutes, which was all I wanted.
An image of the North Sea, where they are.