They don’t know you. You don’t know them. You write something. They happen to read it. They end up crying. You end up winning.
This is basically how any really good piece of writing works. The genre doesn’t matter. The age gap between the writer and reader doesn’t matter. The stark difference in the lives lived by the two also doesn’t matter. Nothing matters. It all boils down to one thing. If what you have written is straight from your heart, it will strike a chord in another.
As readers, we might find many things worth paying attention to. We might agree with some and disagree with others. We might even remember some for days later. But there are very few things that can stir something deep inside us and make our eyes well up. These tears don’t necessarily have to be of sadness. They could also be of unadulterated joy!
The more refined our taste as readers, the more difficult it will be for the tears to appear. But when that happens, we know that we loved what we read. And that is the author’s victory! It is their victory in venturing into the unknown territory of our hearts, climbing over the multiple walls that guard our emotions and shaking up an old memory-related sensation. It all culminates through those tricky drops in our eyes.
How the author feels when this happens to any one of their readers is hard to describe. It is somewhat a mixture of pure joy and relief. It is what we write for. It is what we live for.