Girls are emotional. We cry all the time. Some are moved to tears at the silliest things like sappy movies. My friend Leslie was moved at the wedding of our friend, Cands, and was teary eyed. 🙂
Very recently, in class, as I was reporting about gross and fine motor development of children with special needs, I found myself crying again. And it’s been almost eight years since the runt passed. I used the runt’s hands as an example to explain how early intervention and therapy helped him to be self-sufficient and independent. And then I couldn’t finish my sentences, couldn’t breathe as I explained normal vs. atypical development. The tears just fell and I choked on my words. My professor and classmates, most of whom know me, were quiet and let me regain my composure so that I could finish my report. They/ we are all used to the sight of someone crying in class.
The sight of a grown man crying is different. I saw Papa in tears when his father died in 1988. Suddenly, he became head of their family unit, the one responsible for his mother and his four siblings. I saw my burly brother cry as he brought a priest to the hospital to administer to runt. My 6’2 tall 200 pound no-nonsense slave driver kind of boss was shaken and teary eyed upon learning of runt’s passing in 2007.
Yesterday, the OIC of the local police force cried at the Congressional hearing on the SAF44. He was obviously hurting and angry at the loss of lives, of how his men were butchered by terrorists, of the overkill. He choked on his words too and said he wanted answers so that when his time is up, he could tell his men what really happened. The sight of a high ranking police officer in uniform emotional, grief-stricken, his face contorted, is something. It’s heart breaking and quite painful to watch too.
We may be teachers, parents, professionals, advocates, or soldiers but we are human beings first. We all need a good cry sometimes – to feel, to mourn, to get the huge elephant off our chest, to clear our heads, to feel better. Hopefully, after crying, we can move forward with purpose.