at last...

So that's it.  

Day two in Beverly Hills is officially 'wrapped'.  A great moment.  You can see it in my smile.

They spell that...

R. E. L. I. E. F.

Yes, it's that hard.  

And I realize you might be thinking that this kind of work can't be hard but it is.  It's hard just like the work you do is hard.  Just like it is for anyone who has a dream and pursues it only to find out that the path to the 'pot of gold' at the end of the rainbow is fraught with hardship and fear and struggle and required-perseverance.

Anything worth doing is tough.

And it's only at the end of a season of toughing it out that you get to smile like that.  The smile comes from the heart and reaches the eyes--is authentic--because there's been so little smiling up until that moment.

You've gritted your teeth and toughed it out.  You've furrowed your brow in concentration.

The last thing on your mind has been smiling.

And your team's been trying to lift your spirits.  They've been trying to help you and there's been nothing they can do that will actually help.

It's just hard and that's all it is--there's nothing you can do to change it.

So you tough it out and you do your job and, if you make it through to the end, you get to smile.

'Cause the job is done and hopefully it's a job well-done.

Hopefully.

T