Remember when . . .

Remember when your kids were little, and at some point you had to be away from them for a weekend or a few days. When you returned home, you went to hug your kids, thinking they would be so overjoyed to see you. But instead they start bawling . . sort of like laughing -bawling, but out and out crying no less. It used to happen every time we've had to leave our children. I was trying to imagine tonight for some strange reason what the emotion must feel like to a child in that moment. Is it the shear relief that makes them cry? Are they angry that you ever left in the first place? Maybe the rush of emotion of just how much they love you or how great it is to see your face again hits them and makes them cry. I don't know. I was just thinking about it. One of those sweet little kid things that really is sweet, but really curious.