Anxiously waiting for the next installment! It does take years to come to terms with crying...so often in our pst, we women have been made to feel "less" because of our tears. So sad that is. So often I have had such wonderful experiences sharing tears with others...usually women, but a few times with men too. So cleansing... love you Sue
Thanks for this. I especially liked that your dad could be sensitive enough to well up. I raised my eldest boy (now 48) to be sensitive. If he cried when he fell and skinned his knee, I’d hug him, kiss the boo-boo then put a bandaid on it. To this day, he is not afraid to cry. My daughter though, I wanted her to be tougher, I’d give a hug, dry her tears and tell her she’d be ok, that she was strong and tough. OH she is empathic, and will cry over commercials, or seeing an injured animal, or if I start crying, then we’ll have a good cry together. I cry at the drop of a hat when someone is showing empathy, whether it’s in a movie, commercial, on the street, or especially if someone shows it to me, Its hard for me to just say thank you and move on. But I am learning.
I would be up on the awards podium right there vying for the gold. I cry when my towels aren't folded straight. I cry at the sign of another crying. I look at the earthquake's devastation and bawl some more. I love this topic and the way you explain its importance are words I needed today to explain why I needed to buy stock in Kleenex back when I was a baby in my crib. Oh but there again, babies make me cry too. I love your dad's example that crying is a natural thing. Having a dad so proud of you is enough to make me tear up! Have a great weekend. As always, thanks for your words. ❤️
Delightful beginning. As I've commented elsewhere on your tales, my mom cried during Mary Poppins but my dad had to ask my mom, "What is a feeling?" Dad tried to be cool and logical regardless of any challenge. He criticized me when I couldn't be. I learned before he died that my anxiety skyrocketed when I couldn't feel what was authentic at the moment. My mom could always hear when I was spinning. She'd immediately get me to start breathing, not that she was an expert at breathing when she was stressed. But once I started to breathe, the tears would erupt. The tightness in my throat would subside and I would immediately feel much better. I look forward to your next installment!
Sue, I love this connection with your dad - that’s so special.
I’m a crier. I cried on every day of my 13-year school career. And crying is one of my telltale symptoms of hypoglycaemia. Added to that I’m the most emotional person I know - so there are plenty of non-medical reasons for crying in there too! But sometimes it’s either cry or explode - I know which I prefer!
Such a great post, and food for thought, as always.
Thank you for this beautiful piece. Tears are so important, even scientists have determined that allowing tears to flow changes our biochemistry. I cannot remember exactly where I read that...
I have three sons and I have tried my darndest to ensure they understand that tears are normal, natural reactions that should be given space. Honour the feelings. When my daughter passed at age five, their father and I (we are now divorced, but that is another story... with more tears), stressed to them that what they were feeling could not be ignored. They could not go around their feelings, they must go through them to the other side to find acceptance and peace.
I have written about my daughter in a book published last year called Forever Five. Many tears have been shed on the road to acceptance and the new normal for all of us.
There are happy tears too! I believe we come to earth as Spiritual beings to have a human experience and that includes feeling the wide range of emotion there is available to us here on this water planet.
I love this. I want more than anything for my emotions to flow freely. It’s some thing I massively struggle with.
Anxiously waiting for the next installment! It does take years to come to terms with crying...so often in our pst, we women have been made to feel "less" because of our tears. So sad that is. So often I have had such wonderful experiences sharing tears with others...usually women, but a few times with men too. So cleansing... love you Sue
Thanks for this. I especially liked that your dad could be sensitive enough to well up. I raised my eldest boy (now 48) to be sensitive. If he cried when he fell and skinned his knee, I’d hug him, kiss the boo-boo then put a bandaid on it. To this day, he is not afraid to cry. My daughter though, I wanted her to be tougher, I’d give a hug, dry her tears and tell her she’d be ok, that she was strong and tough. OH she is empathic, and will cry over commercials, or seeing an injured animal, or if I start crying, then we’ll have a good cry together. I cry at the drop of a hat when someone is showing empathy, whether it’s in a movie, commercial, on the street, or especially if someone shows it to me, Its hard for me to just say thank you and move on. But I am learning.
I too look forward to the next installment.
I would be up on the awards podium right there vying for the gold. I cry when my towels aren't folded straight. I cry at the sign of another crying. I look at the earthquake's devastation and bawl some more. I love this topic and the way you explain its importance are words I needed today to explain why I needed to buy stock in Kleenex back when I was a baby in my crib. Oh but there again, babies make me cry too. I love your dad's example that crying is a natural thing. Having a dad so proud of you is enough to make me tear up! Have a great weekend. As always, thanks for your words. ❤️
Fabulous. It feels like the beginning of something that is going to dig down to all our deepest wells. What does it mean to be human?
Delightful beginning. As I've commented elsewhere on your tales, my mom cried during Mary Poppins but my dad had to ask my mom, "What is a feeling?" Dad tried to be cool and logical regardless of any challenge. He criticized me when I couldn't be. I learned before he died that my anxiety skyrocketed when I couldn't feel what was authentic at the moment. My mom could always hear when I was spinning. She'd immediately get me to start breathing, not that she was an expert at breathing when she was stressed. But once I started to breathe, the tears would erupt. The tightness in my throat would subside and I would immediately feel much better. I look forward to your next installment!
Sue, I love this connection with your dad - that’s so special.
I’m a crier. I cried on every day of my 13-year school career. And crying is one of my telltale symptoms of hypoglycaemia. Added to that I’m the most emotional person I know - so there are plenty of non-medical reasons for crying in there too! But sometimes it’s either cry or explode - I know which I prefer!
Such a great post, and food for thought, as always.
I agree that tears bring us relief from emotional pain. The release one feels after a good cry are priceless.
Thank you for this beautiful piece. Tears are so important, even scientists have determined that allowing tears to flow changes our biochemistry. I cannot remember exactly where I read that...
I have three sons and I have tried my darndest to ensure they understand that tears are normal, natural reactions that should be given space. Honour the feelings. When my daughter passed at age five, their father and I (we are now divorced, but that is another story... with more tears), stressed to them that what they were feeling could not be ignored. They could not go around their feelings, they must go through them to the other side to find acceptance and peace.
I have written about my daughter in a book published last year called Forever Five. Many tears have been shed on the road to acceptance and the new normal for all of us.
There are happy tears too! I believe we come to earth as Spiritual beings to have a human experience and that includes feeling the wide range of emotion there is available to us here on this water planet.
I look forward to the rest of your series. <3
I am a life long crier! I also love that your dad, a man, was ok with crying because that’s not widely accepted in our society for a man to cry.