I wish I could tell you I didn’t cry easily, but alas… I’m a crier. And I’ve passed this trait on to my small people. They are equally as sensitive. We cry when we are happy, when we are excited and yes, when we are sad, sad, sad.
Hallmark commercials, touching stories on the news, and of course movies – they all get to me.
The other night, I sat on the couch next to my small dude as he watched Despicable Me. I honestly wasn’t paying much attention until he turned to me, tears in his eyes, distressed about three little girls who wanted so badly to be loved and adopted. His little heart was visible through his eyes….
I’ve been there… so many times. However, my most recent bout of tears had nothing to do with a movie or a commercial…. it was all about real life:
When was the last time you really let loose and cried?
