I know that in any emotional moment I cry. When I find something hilarious, often I'll laugh until I can feel the tears in my eyes. Or, if I'm really happy for someone else, that their impossible was made feasible these little droplets find their way to my eyes.
Needless to say, in any sad moment, tears are on call and ready to slide down my cheeks at any given time. I remember last year, one of my friend's mother had died, and we all went to her funeral. As I looked in her casket and saw her cold, unmoving body laying there, I felt my heart breaking. I had the sinking feeling that she would never smile again, never hold her daughter close after a break up, and never be a light to all who knew her. The knowing weighed on my heart, and tears came unchecked.
Also, in an embarrassing moments, in addition to flushed cheeks, tears prick the corners of my eyes. I'm not sure why, but that always seems to happen. The other day, I got pulled over for running a stop sign (which I didn't do), and though I only received a warning, I was crying so hard I could hardly talk to the officer. That's the only downside; I get so choked up that I can hardly breathe much less talk to people.
Just for the record, I'm not depressed or anything. I was just thinking about tears and what they could mean to other people as well as me.
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