Sunday, February 10, 2013
BEING MOVED TO TEARS....
Is there anything better than experiencing so much emotion, that tears flow freely?
I'm not talking about cutting the onions for breakfast or slamming your hand in a doorway or not being able to have that chocolate ice cream you really wanted.
Real, honest, sadness (or happiness) that brings the ultimate destination for all those strong feelings..... tears slowly sliding down your cheek.
What made me think of this on a busy Sunday, filled with mostly work? I took a break and watched one of my favorite movies.
Life As A House.
This isn't the kind of film that has a warm fuzzy beginning or end. It is complete with flawed main characters, a winding road of a storyline, and a dog that provides comic relief. It starts slow and doesn't seem to go anywhere for a bit, but if you give it a chance, your nasolacrimal duct will be fully cleaned out. I fall for it time after time.
Usually, I have a stack of chick-flicks (and the Mark of Zorro with Tyrone Power) and spend the day (or weekend) locked inside and overeating. I don't know if this has been the result of my lackadaisical social life, my unfulfilled professional life, or a chemical imbalance, but it's like clockwork.
A couple times of year, I seemingly have to get all blubbery. The older I get, the easier it is to get me there. Is it being more of an adult or just knowing and appreciating life?
Jeeze, I hope it's not adulthood.... I'm not ready yet.