By the end of the week I feel this way at times. I know many parents that do what they do and end up a beautiful zombie. The physically, mentally draining tasks of being an adult and parent also pushes away the veil of the ego. Presence is seen and felt in exauhsted moms. They have a certain glow and draw. Their colors are reflecting and shining through. They might look tired, but they are more present than most. I'm grateful for my wife and how her light shines bright through it all.