365 Letters to Myself
January 6th - A good cry...
I am not a crier and over the last few weeks – there is a part of me that feels like I could really use a good, hard cry! Don’t really want to go into the possible reasons. I prefer not to listen to myself sound like, ‘poor me’. What I am dealing with, isn’t any more than others are so I need to do what I do and stay stoic. Thus, I shut the door on my vulnerability.
Usually gratitude can move me along, get me out of the funk – but knowing my blessings, the abundance in my life isn’t working this time. I must cave tomorrow to a movie I know will make me…The Champ, Brian’s Song, Way We Were, Terms of Endearment, all promising options. It’s not that I am against crying, after all I did for 3 hours when I realized it was my dad’s last hours (being tipsy helped a lot). I tend to hold myself to the practice of ‘managing’, whether it’s my emotions or circumstances. Tear shedding, ok... cry, I just don't know how.
What lies beneath those that do and those that don’t, cry?
Hmmm, roll the tearjerker…day 169!
Thank you if you choose to join the journey. Let's hope it is more fun than tears!