A friend's sister died unexpectedly. And it is always unexpected, isn't it -- whether the person is eight or 80, ill or well?
As I was sitting in the chapel, I happened to be looking in the direction of my friend's daughter who's been away at college; I saw a smile alight on her face, catch fire then spread. Her father had just walked into the room and she followed him with her eyes and I could tell that she was eagerly waiting for him to finish a conversation with his siblings but it was so sweet; she could hardly stay seated.
I told my friend how her daughter's face lit up and she said it had been a while since she had seen her father.
All that to say, I hope that there's someone that makes you smile like that -- someone who makes your face catch a fire -- even in the midst of sorrow.