Sometimes I get embarrassed because I cry. I cry when I’m happy, when I’m sad, when I’m frustrated. I can’t help it. It’s just who I am.
I go in to wake the kids up in the morning for school and I feel like weeping with joy at how lucky I am. When I tuck them in at night, I try to take a minute to smell the back of their neck and hug them super tight.
If you read enough blogs, you know that life is precious and fleeting and you have to soak up every minute you have with the ones you love.
The pride I feel sometimes overwhelms me. When the kids do well in school, or someone says that they have nice manners, or they thank me for dinner, I feel like I must be doing something right. It feels good.
I love my husband so much it’s crazy. Sometimes I feel so strongly the need to just be with him that I want to cry.
My great-aunt died last week. I hadn’t seen her in years and she wasn’t one of my favorite people in the world. But I’m standing at her funeral, next to my Grandpa’s grave, next to my uncle that I haven’t seen in at least 5 years who looks just like my Grandma that I haven’t seen in ages (not my choice) and I am so overcome with sadness I have to escape to my car to cry. I don’t want to cry in front of these people I barely know. I call my Mom on the way home and cry with her over the phone.
I think part of it is just me. I’ve always been this way. But having Olivia and the boys has made me feel ten times deeper. Having the love of a wonderful man makes me feel things stronger than ever. I just look around at my family and feel so very happy.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t feel so deeply. It’s difficult being so emotional. I wish it the same way I wish I didn’t like food or fashion or make-up; it would be so much easier to not care. But who would want to live that way? Without feeling deeply? Without caring? Not me. I’ll take my tears and sadness along with the extreme joy and happiness I feel every day. It’s better that way.
That is a good way to look at it. I am soooo emotional it isn’t even funny. I am sure it is who I am, but it has itensified since my mom died when I was so young. I can’t go to a funeral w/o falling apart. No matter who died. I just learned this year that I cry at barmitzvahs too. I had to walk out b/c I was crying so hard. It think you are right though. It is better to feel everything deeply. Hoping today we are both extremely happy :o)
I, too, am a human watering pot. But we’re good people. 🙂
I can completely understand this.There are days when a simple hugs from one of my kids will hit me a certain way and the tears well up. Empathy and deep feelings is not such a bad thing.
I feel very deeply, too (though I’m not a crier). There are times when I consider it a curse (life would be easier to get through with thicker skin) but when it comes to feeling strongly about my family and the gifts in my life, I’m so glad I appreciate them.
I never would have thought this was strange at all before… but I can now say that I completely, 100% understand this! Ever since Troy was born, I find myself tearing up at the littlest things… just a little smile from him can make me cry now because I feel so ridiculously lucky!
Cry hard. laugh hard, love hard, live hard = Tiffany
I hope I too live like this and when we don’t, that’s when we should be embarrassed!!
I cry all the time…I look at my kids playing, showering, sleeping, doing homework, or eating dinner and I cry over how lucky I am…
I watch my hubs play with the kids, or work on the computer, or cook dinner and I cry over how lucky I am….
I read an email from a reader thanking me for the laughter I give her, or another email thanking me for sharing Brooke’s life and I cry…
It’s what we do babe…and don’t ever be embarrassed…
I also tick more intensely with life’s happiness and sadness. I think it is only way to really feel your life.
I’m a crier. I married a crier. We’re never embarrassed because we’re both leaking at the same time.
I admite criers. Emotions are wonderful to share!
I admire criers. Emotions are wonderful to share!