What brought the tears?
Wednesday.
Missing.
I cry for very obscure reasons. Something will hit me or touch my heart and I get emotional. The last time I cried was when The Democratic election started. I could feel my mom all around the living room where she would watch everything Obama and be so happy about him. I remember her just getting so involved I was proud of her even though I did not agree with a lot of what she believed to be true, she was PASSIONATE and loved every minute of this kind of thing.
She would be so mad at Donald Trump and she would have everyone who disagreed with her about him as her sworn enemy. LOL she was like THAT.
So, I felt her here in her house that I now live in and it really moved me how much I miss so much about her and her quirky, funny, spunky side. She was a pistol and stubborn as anything.
I'm a sucker for sad songs/stories.
I even cried once watching a re-run of Picard playing his flute with that chick and her keyboard in a Jeffrey's tube.
When ESPN starts one of their sad, guilt-trip stories I have to switch over to Spongebob.
Wednesday. Because of AM, but not in a bad way. Just a sudden realization surrounding things missing in my life right now. Which is why I joined (I guess). It was a self-pity party.
Listening to "Held" by Natalie Grant.
((HUGS))
Thursday night for a few reasons. One reason being I was in agony and I couldn't bear the pain any longer... but the main reason is because my granddad is dying. :(
