Thursday, May 20, 2010
Raindrops keep falling from my head
This might be a strange thing to be grateful for, but I'm glad we humans can cry. Each little tear working to wash out the bad and make room for the good. I'm glad for happy tears too, the ones where you can't quite find the words to describe the love or joy or gratitude that you feel, so it all just comes spilling out like a flood. So interesting how I feel so much better after a good cry, even if it doesn't change anything -- like somehow when you're feeling helpless crying feels like doing something, which is much better than doing nothing. And just like everything feels fresh and new again after a good rain, and then the sun comes out from behind the clouds, hope and possibility seem to come after a good cry and you know that smiles can't be too far behind.
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I need to lay sandbags for all those happy tears whenever you tune into Extreme Home Makeover :)
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