“I have been crying," she replied, simply, "and it has done me good. It helps a woman you know, just as swearing helps a man.”
Do you ever get overwhelmed? I do. Except lately, I've been overwhelmed by happiness, and with joy. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining at all. I can't really put into words how stinking awesome it is to feel grateful and happy and loved and just plain amazed by all the wonderful things God has given me. I mean, obviously I don't feel like that all the time -- I'm not sure that's possible without being heavily medicated. But lately... Yeah. It's been really great to be aware of the positives outnumbering the negatives.
The only thing is, I tend to cry when I feel happy.
So I've been crying a lot.
Watching my daughters make up their own handshake. Sniffles.
Seeing a man bring his elderly neighbor's trash can up from the road so she doesn't have to. Tears.
Anytime I see an older couple holding hands. Sobs.
And for all I know, it could be an adulterous octogenarian couple, really. But I'm still going to cry happy tears thinking about the possibility of two people being in love and together for so many years. And then I'm going to cry some more as I think about being that age and still crazy in love with The Husband, and holding his hand as we shuffle through Target (because any good date ends at Target), and then maybe we can bring happy tears to the eyes of a middle aged woman who sees us.
So if you know me in real life, and you see me with tears streaming down my face, don't worry too much. I probably just saw a baby smile or something. It's all good.
Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow. James 1:17