 And that brings a lot of questions, a lot of fearfulness. I'll be honest with you. On Sunday morning, Mark, I was sitting up. I got up at whatever time, 4 or 3. I couldn't sleep. I've been watching the news. It felt for all day until the kids came over for dinner. And I'm sobbing, thinking about how close we were to someone of a political party being gone. Hand of God makes him turn his head. If not, there's a different story today. It really is.