Tears of Joy

The other evening Titus came in to the bedroom to find me sobbing, not an unusual thing these days. He said, "Joe told me that you are crying because your heart hurts." I smile.

I answer my husband, "This time Joe is wrong."

As I sit, rocking my baby in my arms, I can't contain the tears of joy. I tell Titus, "This is how it is supposed to be. What happened last time wasn't right. This is right."

And for this one brief moment, all is right with the world.