Weepy Eyes - What a Mess!

How embarrassing, I get a gift and I cry. I am watching my Godson get baptized as I struggle to hold back the tears.
Both of these are examples of my poor dysfunctional eyes. I seem to tear up at the even mildly emotional moments of my life. I asked my Mom why and she thinks it is because I am used to giving and not receiving. I suppose there is some truth in that statement. But I have also found that as I get older I treasure the Kodak moments more and I really appreciate the blessed moments of my life.
When I was younger, ie - before I had children, I could watch Steel Magnolias and not cry. But now, I drop my daughter off for her first dress-up dance and tears are running down my face. I hug my mom or sisters and feel my throat closing up. I think of simple but sweet moments and find I could start crying over the beauty of the moment or sadness of a lost opportunity.
I must say I even embarrassed myself with my dear sister-in-law when she called to tell me something and I blubbered like a baby and she ended up soothing me - which only made it worse - instead of me soothing her.
Pretty pitiful overall for a cancer nurse. Maybe it is from all those years of taking care of the dying patient that I realize how brief our lives really are - Huh?
What do you all think??


Here is a picture of the Blessed Moment I participated in today.



Thank you Chuck and Theresa for the honor of being Godmother to your dear son, George.

And then, of course, we have the antidote for weepy eyes. A picture of a smile as interpreted by Luke.



What a Charmer!!