Tears

I must say, I did cry a few tears today. It was wonderful.

A lot of different things had been building up, and then finding out about the death of sweet baby James, I just had to cry. I never met little James, but the enthusiasm in Jessie's voice when she would talk about him intrigued me, so I had began reading his blog. http://www.sweetbabyjames.info/wordpress/

Yesterday wasn't exactly a good day for me, so the grief and the pain of this morning didn't make for me the best of mixtures. I feel like the whole day just slipped between my fingers and was completely wasted. I think the only good thing that I accomplished this lovely day was that I drank a pot of peach tea. The yummy tea was a special treat to brighten my gloomy day =)

I never cry, though. It seems strange not to cry—I mean come on—I’m a girl, right? But I rarely do get to cry, and when I do, it is more just like a couple glistening tears down my cheek, no emotional release. Tears are a gift straight from God; I just haven't achieved a real knack for it yet.