Kvell
I drove to Ann Arbor to say goodbye to Eli 21.5 before he leaves for Liberia tomorrow.That's Detroit-Toronto-Brussels-Morocco-Liberia, if I remember correctly.
It was his girlfriend's birthday, so the three of us plus Eli's roommate went out together to have dinner, which was a very happy time.
In his apartment, he and his two roommates had a Word of the Day written on their whiteboard, and the word was "kvell," which I'd never heard before. This was the definition: so proud that you can hardly speak.
When dinner was done and we were all walking out to our cars (me to go home, the three of them off to a GeoGuessr meeting), I gave him a long hug and said, "Kvell, my boy."
I can't think of a better word.
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