Friday, January 10, 2014

gift of tears

Often in Mass I find that I can't hold back tears.  It has always been an embarrassment, until someone referred to it as The Gift of Tears.  Now I don't feel shameful if my eyes get moist realizing just how much Christ loves me. Us.

But then, this:  A friend asked me how our Christmas was.  I burst into tears.  What the what?
It was awesome, so I am wondering why I am standing in a puddle of tears.  I guess it didn't fully hit me how grateful I was that we enjoyed it so much until I was frantically scanning the room for a Kleenex box.

Odd gift.  Still grateful.

1 comment:

Anita said...

Cry all you want to cry. You work hard and you are a great mom. A few tears are well earned.