Last night I laughed so hard I cried, while watching my grown son and daughter “hula-hoop” with the Wii my son received for Christmas. Later, as I lay in bed thinking of the day’s events, I thought about other times in my life when I felt so happy I cried.
Of course, there was the birth of each my children. Within seconds after having them, I was struck by the overwhelming thought that suddenly there was a new soul in the room with us. A not-surprisingly-happy tear moment.
And there have been many other not-surprisingly-happy-tear moments: Andrea’s and Adam’s high school and college graduations, Adam’s and Emily’s wedding.
But what about those unexpected tears of happiness? The ones that catch you completely by surprise? I have been lucky enough to have many, but these are the ones that first came to mind.
A few years later, Stephen and I were on a Mediterranean cruise. The whole trip was magnificent, but the highlight was when our ship pulled into the Grand Canal in Venice. I hurried to the top deck where Andrea Bocelli’s voice boomed over the loudspeakers. Venice surrounded our ship, and smaller boats and gondolas swirled around us. I don’t know what it was – Bocelli’s voice serenading me in Venice, the beauty of the city around us, or simply the realization that I never thought I’d be there – but happy tears welled up in my eyes.
When I finished Broken Dolls, a book I’ve been working on for over three years, I was happy at my accomplishment. But, that happiness didn’t compare to what I felt when an agent asked me to send him the full manuscript after reading the first four chapters. I literally wanted to do somersaults! There is something in the realization that someone likes a story you have written, and I saw his request for my manuscript as a positive step in the direction of fulfilling a life goal – to have a book published. As I told my husband of the good news over lunch, I choked up as I explained that it no longer seemed like just a fantasy – that maybe I really would have a book published one day.
Happy tears – droplets of water so tiny others may not even notice them. But to someone who experiences them, the happiness is so big and full it can’t be contained.
|Waiting for Emily to walk down the aisle – even Adam is crying happy tears.|