Today's OneWord: Overjoyed

Was Aunt Lucy overjoyed to see her son after so many years of his being missing in action? It's difficult to say, in retrospect. I remember her sitting up in her bed, the faint waspish curls of gray hair falling from where they had clustered up around her forehead. Her eyes dilated somewhat at the sight of the thirty-something man in front of her - half-flesh, half-metal now, with rods in his legs and bolts in his arms. She stretched out her fingers somewhat, and at that point, I swear, she recognized someone else besides her caretaker.