My nephew made me cry

My nephew made me cry today. Not tears of sadness or hurt or despair. But tears of joy.

When the boys are at mass they often sit with their mother in the choir loft. During the sign of peace, they’ll make their way into the sea of choir members to greet me – they are very sweet. Today they weren’t upstairs, but during the sign of peace I heard footsteps on the choir loft stairs and then Adam appeared. He made his way into the sea of choir members as usual and, instead of the standard “peace be with you”, he said “my parents are back together”. I told him that is wonderful news. And it is. He then turned around and went back downstairs.

I imagine the joy that this brings for him, a feeling that his family is whole again – a joy that he simply had to share. No "Hi Uncle Mike" or anything else. Just a simple, gleeful "my parents are back together".

The next song was “How Beautiful” has a line “How beautiful the feet that bring the sound of good news…” Today, those were Adam’s feet on the choir loft stairs. How Beautiful! And I was unable to sing.