In struggles, Mom would show that it is OK to cry. She had an amazing gift of crying... as they say, she could cry at the drop of a hat.
Mom would tear up when looking at a sunrise and say, “And they say there’s no God.”
When I see and consider the heavens, the work of your fingers the moon and the stars which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them and human beings that you care for them?
She would cry at the thought of what Jesus endured on the cross. And wonder, that he did it for her.
Mom would cry when she opened any serious Hallmark card. We began to give her a funny cards and she would cry when she read those as well!
But what I cherish the most, was her laugh cry. It began with a joke she would start chuckling, but then as the chuckle deepened she would begin to cry but she couldn’t stop laughing so she would laugh cry. You never knew which one was winning... the laughing or the crying, but the combination made you laugh cry along with her.
You could feel the laugh cry release pressure like a pressure cooker. And it was so good to see her laugh because life was really hard. But in those moments, it was really good, too.
Un-blahhG author, Carrie McClellan is a jogging / jumping / step-running engineering firm marketing manager. She desires to introduce friends to the glories of regular exercise and healthy cooking.