Just finished book 23 of The Odyssey, and that reunion?
The joy Odysseus felt hugging Penelope was compared to the joy shipwrecked sailors feel when they spot land. The swimming, the struggling to reach the shore, the bodies in salt—but so worth it.
Only difference is that unlike those sailors, Odysseus is home... he made it.
The more she spoke, the more a deep desire for tears welled up inside his breast—he wept as he held the wife he loved, the soul of loyalty, in his arms at last. - Book 23, Line 259-261
[Epic's version is still good, no doubt it, but the epic poem really knows how to pull on those heart strings!]















