actually, i think i cry a little bit everyday. i cried when i heard and watched the paul harvey and "so God made a farmer" commercial. i cried when lazaro, with his severe stuttering, sung on american idol.
i cried when ellen surprised yet another single mother with money and scholarships for all of her children...especially when her oldest one when asked, "so you want to go to college, right?" and he answered with, "i will go to college."
i cried yesterday, when my compassionate doctor worked with me on changing my prescriptions, yet again, in hopes of keeping my migraines under control. i told her about my harrowing week last week and she reached out and touched my arm in sympathy. that always makes me cries.
i cried today because of jill. if you have fifteen minutes and you're a woman and you have your breasts or you've had one or both of your breasts removed, or you know someone who has or has had breast cancer or any kind of cancer, or if you know someone who is young and in love and who radiates lights and is determined, or if you're married to a man who you know will do anything for you or if you have friends that mean the world to you, then you need to watch this video. you need to meet jill.
i cried when i read the words "what i didn't expect and could never have anticipated was how adrift i would feel without the constant demands of family life to anchor me in place or the small, daily tasks of motherhood to give direction and shape to my days."
i'm reading "the magical journey" by katrina kenison and feeling validated by her words. nobody tells you just exactly how empty the "empty nest" actually feels...so she's doing her best to leave us all rest assured that it will get better and that "our time" is a gift we need to lean into and cherish.
well, there. that's enough tears for now. so go watch the jill video. i really, really want you to. thanks.