Still up becuase I have had an absolute bastard of a day which included getting proof, not in writing sadly, that I am being managed out and getting minimal hours.
DD, 15, came down for a glass of water and said "you ok?" I said no, bugger of a day and she gave me a proper hug. Not a "teen hug" where they just about acknowledge your physical existance but touch you as little as possible, social distancing being a thing since forever for teenagers, but a proper one. And she even got a tissue for my tears.
Self indulgent nonsense from me. Sorry.