TEARS OF...

The young police officer's funeral was yesterday. Killed in the line of duty. A young college girl, an acquaintance of my daughter, died in a drunk driving accident earlier in the week.  Both deaths were sobering. I felt pity for their families. I cried tears of sadness. However, I shed other tears this week. Tears of happiness for that same daughter,  who secured the interior design internship she needed to graduate from college. It was a struggle, but she prayed and knocked on doors until one opened. Tears. Tears of happiness. Tears of sadness. We're not human without them.