The rage is gone...but the tears have moved in. I am the biggest cry baby. I read stories about animals who help their humans in magazines...and I cry. I find a new tumor in someone's body...and I cry. I see an old man helping his little old wife cross the street...and I cry! They're just so old and decrepit and in love...and holding hands! Almost every tv show and movie that I watch involves me crying.
Here's my new favorite way to deny my crying: I lay with my head on Craig's chest while we watch a show...and my tears leave a wet spot. Then I accuse him of lactating! Genius!
-Liese
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