What brings a tear of joy to your eye?

As I grow older,

my emotions are less easily swayed by what happens around me.

I’ve seen much, and many things no longer stir me as they once did.

Hmm…

But the last time I shed tears,

it was because a child forgave me for a mistake I made.

That moment of innocence and forgiveness

was like a warm current flowing into my heart.

It was such a small thing,

yet it made me truly understand what it means to be moved to tears of joy.

Forgiveness doesn’t have to be grand.

It can be simple and direct—

a gentle smile, a soft “it’s okay,”

enough to dissolve guilt and bring peace.

What I learned from that child

was the ability to let go without clinging,

a simplicity we adults often lose.

We think maturity makes us wiser,

yet it often makes us more calculating, more stubborn.

And when I was touched by such pure forgiveness,

my tears reminded me:

perhaps true maturity lies in learning to let go,

in learning to forgive.

It’s like traveling—

sometimes you get lost, take a wrong turn, or even argue a little.

But often, just one sentence—“It’s okay, we’ll figure it out together”—

is enough to make the sky clear again.