Granted, most of my tears were shoved into the first half of these last several months and the act of crying became a history rather than a common occurrence.
But as I was saying...it's funny to think how much I've cried this past year, and how often I speak about crying and/or emotions on this blog...but yet, so few people have ever really seen me cry.
The number did rise drastically, of course, when I consider that I stood at the front of a funeral home receiving every single person who came to Rick's funeral. Technically, they all saw me cry. And there were a lot of people...
But that's not the kind of crying I'm referring to... That's not the quiet, secret kind of crying that comes just by opening up a little, or by saying words that are hard to say, or from being moved by the compassion of another human being.
Thank you to everyone who has ever entered the inner circle of my emotions. The blog is sacred, but what you've seen is even more real.