I do not cry when I am hurt. I can handle being hurt. But I weep when I feel anything deeply. I cry at family reunions; I get teary in church; I try to keep tissues on hand when I watch any kind of movie that might touch on anything meaningful.
I watched Incredibly Loud and Extremely Close last night. Possibly one of the best movies I've seen dealing with the topic of grief, and particularly the result of tragic, sudden death. This morning I woke up with puffy eyes. (This movie should be a must see....Best movie I've seen this year and it has been a good movie year.)
This tendency to emotion is shared with members of my family but I am the weepiest of the weepy. A title I would rather not hold. So God sent me a beautiful young daughter who does the same thing as me. She doesn't cry when she's hurt. She is one tough cookie! But this morning when we received news that not just one grandpa, but both grandpas are in the hospital right now, she wept. I love her so much for this. Her sense of family is so strong.
My dad is getting the help he has needed for a while and resting comfortably. Pray for Mike's dad. They are still uncertain what is wrong with him at this point.
3 comments:
Praying for you all... and loving my precious girls (big & small) who share my tear-ducts-close-to-the-surface gene <3
I, too, am praying for the two grandpa's.
About the tears: I have always said I could be a professional wedding and funeral weeper. I cry even if I don't know them!!
You have a kind heart R, and your beautiful daughter does too.
Judy
Praying for both of your Dads.
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