Children have an innate sense of when to cry; that is until they become socialized (or is it anesthetized) to when to cry. I mean when you’re little, if you get a booboo, you cry! But as we grow older we’re told to stop being a baby and toughen up. So by the time we’re adults we become even more confused when the tears sneak up on us.
I fight this problem daily in some form or other. Memories (or The Fear: my vision loss) create a mixed bag of emotions and I can either give into the tears or toughen up and try to ignore them. Sometimes it works; sometimes it doesn’t. With this in mind I’m giving you this link to Johnny Ray‘s “Cry” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QXL6-hkB_JY which is quite appropriate for how I’ve felt these past few days.
Bernie & Alexa are moving 3 miles away! I know: how silly of me to be so emotional when it’s only 3 miles, but it represents a loss of comfort and maybe even security (the fear again) vs my wanting them to be someplace where they’ll be happy. Now I could fight the tears and maybe I’d win; or wind up with a case of hysteria. I choose to grab the tissues and dab my eyes until all those pesky salty drops are gone and then face the future (and my fear) as defiantly as possible; so brace yourself Kids cause it’s gonna be a bumpy ride until you drive away in that U-Haul! Onward…
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Sometimes a good cry can cleanse the soul and ease the mind. Usually though, it just ends in a headache.
And a stuffed up nose! 🙂