PoTW 5/31/12

This is an encore presentation of a message that received a lot of feedback when originally sent.  I hope you enjoy it and pardon the re-run as I get caught up from vacation-Kim
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Good morning, Everyone-
 
This weekend is commencement for the Class of 2010 at Morse High School.  Nathaniel will be graduating, along with a great group of kids we've had the pleasure of watching grow up over the years.  It seems like yesterday when they held hands just to work up the nerve to board the school bus for the first time.  Time truly flies.
 
These days it seems like the words "Remember when...?" are a bit more common than usual.  Whether it was sorting through the old photographs looking for pictures to be included in the senior class slide show or just the realization that this is a major milestone for my baby (he isn't on this distribution so I can get away with saying that), I've found myself in reminisce mode quite often of late. 
 
As if I wasn't teary enough after going through old pictures,  I sat and flipped through a little notebook I kept with funny things Nathaniel said or did over the years.  One of the entries in the notebook seemed appropriate for this week's message, so I'll share it with you.
 
On a typical evening when Nathaniel was just 3, we were sitting in a rocking chair and he was all cuddled up with me before he went to bed.  He had that just-after-a-bath clean smell, hair still a little damp, face flushed, drowsy and angelic in his fleece 'footie' pj's.  It was a moment of pure love, and before I knew it, I had tears rolling down my cheeks just from the intense, quiet happiness of it.
 
I thought he was asleep, but instead of carrying him up to bed, I continued to rock him and hold him tight.  Then, all of a sudden, his head popped up from my chest, he sat back, stared me in the face and asked "Why are you crying?"  So I gave him an answer that was simple and true:  I said "These are Happy Tears!"  The explanation seemed acceptable to him, because he put his head back down, snuggled up closer and fell asleep.
 
I look back on that now and realize that it was probably his first awareness of the fact that tears can denote something other than sadness or pain.  I'm sure it didn't really sink in at that moment, but I recall him telling me he had "Happy Tears" when he was cuddling his first puppy, so it did register with him eventually.
 
Indeed, tears do comefor a variety of reasons and in a variety of sizes and shapes---which brings me to this week's feature:  Sterling silver "Happy Tears"!
>>>Sterling Silver Teardrops
See photos on my website:   www.twowillowsjewelry.com
 
Until next week---if you see me crying at the commencement ceremony-don't ask.  They're Happy Tears.
 
Kim