It is half past two in the morning, awoken by my smallest.
Once settled, I sleepily amble to the kitchen for a glass of water and am greeted by the whitest, brightest moon I have ever seen. Illuminating the room as if there is a flood light on outside. It is so bright and almost a full moon.

I don't know what it is about nature, but it somehow grounds me so. In that moment, that glowing white moment, life as I know it calms right down.
Whether it is because the house is as still as I've ever known it or that magical moonlight. It just feels so calming right now.