We cry when we feel.
We cry because we are vulnerable.
We cry to heal.
We cry with gratitude, or sadness, or joy, or hope, or grief, or pain.
We cry to love.
Today has been a spectacular day around us. My feelings have flowed freely. From joy and gratitude to grief and sadness. I’ve experienced beauty and inspiration as well as bewilderment and confusion.
I write as we wait. Nina has had a good day but her health has continued to slide. It’s time.
Grown men cry.