Sometimes, for no apparent reason, you wake up or lie down and start to think about stuff, and end up bringing yourself to tears. You may be feeling sorry for yourself, or somebody else, or be trying to decide whether or not to say something, and the feelings just well up. Part of you is mad to have old feelings hanging around, and part of you is glad to express your feelings. At the very least it's a "what's up?" moment to yourself, and at it's best it's an "aha!" moment, when something clicks into place.
Some good cries seem seasonal or cyclical. Aha! what do you still need to learn, do about that, or is it just about honoring the memories? Someone reminded me that all of us are historians, especially once we've reached a certain age. At the very least we've formed an opinion.
posted by the other Joan @ 10:29 AM
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Hey! Don't cry! Weren't we going to get together?
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