Today the Daily Post has asked us… We cry for lots of reasons: sadness, pain, fear . . . and happiness. When was the last time you shed tears of joy?
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I am not much of a weeper. I think I can count on one hand the number of times I have actually wept outright. Heart of stone this one…really. But I do have to admit that I teared up walking my daughter down the ailse at her wedding rehearsal. By the wedding I had fully composed myself. I had to after all. I was singing and there is nothing worse than crying to ruin a good wedding song, but as I walked my little girl down to meet her groom on that rehearsal evening it suddenly struck me this was me walking with my baby girl on her last night as a single woman. I suppose some choose to look at that as sad but I think of it as a moment of poignance and wonder. She chose a good man. She chose a good future. Some day I may even be a grampa and they have suggested the name Bopa for me. I guess I could be a Bopa. What do you think?