My sister and I used to give our mom a bad time about crying at everything. The cliche Hallmark commercials and everything in between.
Admittedly, sometimes we still do.
But now, even if we give her a bad time, we have realized one of life’s Big Truths: we are becoming our mother.
I cry so easily. It’s really quite ridiculous.
A preview for Hachi made me cry. I’ve never even seen the movie, and I don’t plan on it–the preview was bad enough. I told Jayme about it and she made me stop describing the movie to her… which I didn’t mind because even thinking about the preview made me start to get choked up again.
Really, anything dog/pet related gets me. Thinking about my own boy, Taylor, getting older is forbidden thought territory. He’s only five and a half years old and has many more years ahead of him… but if I think about him not being here = instant tears.
My crying frequency has definitely been going up over the years, but I swear it got a ton worse when my nephew was born last year. I haven’t even had a kid yet but somehow his existence just gets me all weepy. I can’t even imagine what is going to happen when I have one of my own!
It’s bad enough to make me wonder if I have some hormones out of whack… or is it really just a part of growing up?