Since late last night, I've been transfixed by the rescue of the miners in Chile. I watched the first couple of miners come up, and was so happy for the second guy who brought up rocks to hand out.
Through the day, I've watched on and off as I had time. And now they're bringing up the last miner, and then, I guess, they'll bring up the four rescuers.
I can't imagine what it would be like to be the last rescuer there, hoping that just one more time everything would work, alone below the ground so very far.
But, it's gives me a little bit of hope that so many people were able to put things together to rescue these men.