tears of joy

today, i cried tears of joy. then i got to thinking, when was the first time i cried tears of joy? oh i remember. it was in the sixth grade. i had a boyfriend for two years(i was a serial monogamist even at that age) and he had a bouquet of flowers delivered for easter. the doorbell rang, i answered it and sitting on the ground was a small bundle of flowers. i knew they were from him, and being the first time i had ever received flowers from a boy, i cried.

today, it was a tv show. i was watching a travel show and the host goes to uganda. the way the tribe greets him is they jump and dance, all clad in their colored and jeweled attire, there they are, in their beautiful glory, DANCING. just to meet a new person. it touched me in a profound way, even though it was television. i imagined how magical it would be to go and be greeted with such passion, gratitude, genuine happiness. i couldn't contain my tears.