|Anatomical Heart from The Graphics Fairy|
Growing up my mother cried at the drop of a hat. She cried at her favorite TV shows: The Little House on the Prairie, The Waltons and Highway to Heaven. She cried at special events like my choir concerts or graduations. She would even cry at songs on the radio. It drove me crazy. Mostly because I was not born with the ability to sooth people who are crying so I didn't know how to respond. I just felt awkward. And now, I am that person.
There are so many things that get me right here...is this big ol' heart. In fact, I've noticed it's the little things that get me to tear up.
School pick up and drop off get me nearly everyday. My watery eyes started here with the sadness of dropping off my oldest for his first day of school. I had spent every waking moment with that boy for five years and it was hard to say goodbye...if only for a few hours. I soon got over that hump, but it wasn't long before I teared up for another reason: seeing the commonality of love. Every morning I walk my son to school and I watch as other parents drop off the most important people in their life. There are hugs, kisses, "have a good days." I suppose it is the knowledge that we are all the same in small ways. We all love our children and only wish the best for them. There is an overwhelming feeling of love each morning at 8:00 and it gets me every time...right here.