Happy tears

Aren't tears strange things-how they can sneak up on you when you least expect it. It usually takes something momentously sad to choke me up or, like today, something so simple, sweet and happy.

Two little kids, snug under a comforter, squirmy, listening to a silly made-up story about a do-good fairy, laughing every time I said 'poof!' (the sound things make when the wand changes them into something else)

I am a lucky person-no two ways about it.