Tears

Tears.
Beautiful, therapeutic, salty, comforting tears.
Tears pour. They soak. They stream.
They accumulate and the dam breaks.
They leave you feeling hopeless and resilient, all at once.
They wait for that moment - you know the one.
They sting. They blur vision.
They invite dogs to lick your cheeks.
They are brushed away by loved ones.
They are shared, honored, and respected when heartfelt.
They don't care about your schedule or what they are interrupting.
They embarrass. They unite.
They are wonderful and terrible and - unavoidable.
They are necessary.
And, they are welcome when I least expect but need them most.
Tissues, anyone? I think I have something in my eye.