The first words of the new term from an absent son: "I'm missing you guys. I'm really missing you."
A sentence in an email from an absent daughter, trying to finish a dissertation to the deadline: "I didn't go to CU (she is vice president) last night as I needed to finish." I think this is a first for her: she normally manages to do everything and more, but dissertations just demand to be prioritised above everything else.
A furiously wagging tail and body, accompanied by high-pitched squeals of joy from a certain small dog.
These things make me happy, sad, proud, glad...