Relief is...

...SPK finished with framing a friend's basement.
...our own basement dressed in carpet.
...my workout time, walking the hills of our neighborhood, in the pouring rain.
...Psalm 62, my God is loving and strong, my rock, my fortress.   My soul finds rest in Him, my salvation comes from Him, as a result of Him, I will never be truly shaken.
...Baby's 'hello' taps.
...putting hands on a form, thought to be lost to the clutter.
...the last day of school and files organized for sub.
...touching SPK's shoulder when sleep won't come.
...whispered prayers I know are heard at all hours.