Sometimes I Cry For No Reason At All

Before I had kids, I didn't cry much.  And certainly not unless I was sick, really, really sleep-deprived or incensed.  Even at the most emotionally charged, heart-string yanking movies, or weddings, even my own, nary a tear.  But, after having kids, I cry.  A lot.  And, often for no reason at all.  

I cry profusely at sports themed movies, where the underdog triumphs against all odds like Remember the Titans, Hoosiers, We are Marshall, even Coach Carter -- has anyone else actually seen that movie?  I cry at commercials, yes, I am that person.  I cry reading articles about sick children and natural disasters and people who pull themselves up from nothing and succeed.  It's kind of embarrassing being a big blubber face, but I've done far more embarrassing things in my life than crying in public, so it doesn't really bother me anymore.  Not much anyway.

Today I cried in public again, for the umpteenth time, but not for nothing.  For a very good reason, in fact.

 ISAAC GOT IN!

His was the 5th name drawn.  He lucked in so early that it happened before I actually arrived at the lottery.  I didn't even see his name on the list until the secretary at the school came over and told me he was in.  

And then I burst into tears.  Great big, streaming down my face tears of joy and relief and gratitude.

It's the miracle we were praying for.  And, it is a miracle indeed.  I know so many of you were hoping for this outcome for us as well, and I appreciate your support more than you'll ever know.

Sometimes I cry for no reason at all, but this morning was not one of those times.  This morning I was the happiest big blubber face you ever saw.