Since returning from Asia I have pretty much stopped crying. I used to weep with the best of them but lately I have kept my typically overworked tear ducts stopped up and drying out. Case and point, on Saturday afternoon, Eliza and I went to see "The Time Traveler's Wife" and I shed roughly 2.64 tears the entire movie. You may think that this is not a blog worthy feat, but believe you me....if I had watched that movie 3 months ago, I would have left the theater with sleeves damp with salty tears. Even Eliza was surprised at my lack of emotion.
I don't know what the big physical or physiological change has been, but I don't necessarily miss crying so I'm fine with this new turn of events. Especially because I have been able to cry sincerely when it was warranted and that's what makes all the difference. I would never want to give up my sensitive soul if it meant I could no longer cry with or for a friend.
Maybe I should watch "Steel Magnolias"....that should probably get the ole' tear ducts free flowing again. Then again, I think I'll abstain for now!