Sometimes

nothing can make you feel better but a good cry. But then sometimes, not even that works.

A knock on the door. . .

He enters and is beaming with a smile all over his face.
He is certainly happy and he says so. He can't contain himself, makes me stand up, hugs me and gives me even a couple of kisses. He sure is happy.
Then I sit, he continues to stand there. And then he tells me his story.
I smile, I laugh, I even almost choke and I am happy for him too.
And at the end , I can't but hug him back.
And before he leaves he says: "There is some sense of karma in all this. You were the person I really would have wanted to tell all this to, and you were here! You were actually the first person that I saw and I could share all this with".
I smile back a wide smile. Happiness is so contagious.

Really. . .

I've got tempted over and over again to write a post for Marie, but then I have desisted each time.
Something funny happened today that made me actually say "why not" and so here is the post for Marie.
Hmm, I wonder if it counts though. So, to make it really Marie's post:
"Hi, Marie".