Hmm...how honest do I want to be?

Crying makes me feel weak and vulnerable. Needless to say, I don't cry very often. When I do, it's hidden or suppressed.

I shed tears when the Chicago Bulls won their second and third championship titles. I was overwhelmed by their achievement won through teamwork, commitment, and hard work.

I have cried at funerals. More accurately, I have cried grieving the deaths of two friends in their twenties. I shed tears at the funerals of grandparents.

I cried deeply on Sept. 11th. I have yet to watch any documentary or movie about that day.

I didn't cry or even shed tears last April when I ended a four-year relationship. Hmm?

Immense gratitude and feeling forgiven has made me tearful.

This year, I think I've cried more than I have in the last decade. What the hell?!