I'm sure that's what my fellow passengers were thinking as I cried on the train home on Friday. I just couldn't help it, something about this photograph really really moved me. The idea of being held against your will for 6 years, away from your family, your children, them not knowing what had happened to you. This photograph, the way the children are looking at their mother, the idea of being in that situation, I can only imagine the desperation during separation and the absolute exhilaration, almost being completely overwhelmed with joy at being together again. How could you do anything but cry happy tears?