tears of joy

yesterday i disposed of a tear-filled tissue in a trash receptacle at the park. on the trash can someone had written "you are what you leave behind."

right now i guess i am teary-eyed.

there are many reasons for my sadness, but i guess i am learning that there is still joy in the small things. there is joy in finding hope -- whether its a coffee shop that plays your favorite music, a spring flower bringing life or maybe a penny left behind by some stranger who seemed to have better luck than i.