When the grand doors of opportunity finally open, the pair of eyes that have beheld so many obstacles, including the curve ball that had literally nearly robbed them blind, will now fill with emotional triumph, until one by one the tear drops will begin to fall.

Each will represent the strength it took in the face of adversity to continue to strive, continue to overcome. From the messages of rejection that could have amounted to wallpapering a thousand homes, the long fight involving everything from everyday struggles...

...Looking at the name brands while having to pick up the generics..

...Acting like a customer at a fast food restaurant for a few packets of ketchup so as to add more flavor to the dry simple meals at home...

To struggles that are more painful on the heart...

Watching yet another scrape added to the many already inflicted on the inside of his wife's engagement ring as they test its value each and every time when he has no choice but to pawn it...

...Promising her as they window shop, that one day they too will be like the privileged passersby, whose bags of cool gadgets and new clothes are not as out of reach as it seems. For the day that they are able to have pockets without holes and fun shiny devices is but right around the corner, or so he would have her believe as he fights to keep the flame of optimism alive. One that had been lit so many years ago in childhood when those who he had called teachers, mentors, had instilled in him the belief that one can accomplish anything they set their mind to.

A belief he still holds true despite the countless doors of opportunity having been slammed in his face. As it is not only for his own soul that he keeps hope alive, but more importantly for his beloved. That one day their perseverance will indeed pay off, their greatest dream coming to fruition. That yellow diamond Baby On Board sign. That priceless gift that will be the creation of their forever bonded love. This is what will make the tears flow even stronger than all the previous ones, for opportunity to provide with his passion, with his talent, will mean beating the hands of that ever-threatening nonstop biological clock, once and for all being able to afford to have the totality of love known as child.

And so these are tears he will not try to stifle, not try to wipe away, for they will be the tears of completing the hardest journey he has ever known. Tears of a soul reaching its purpose.

Tears for the gift of someone believing...

Someone allowing...

Someone supporting...

Tears of opportunity.