I am a BOOB!!!!

I imagine it all started in the incubator, not sure but a good hunch that my tears came from my X and Y chromosomes!!! I know that my Grandmother Emmett was well endowed with prolific tears ducts because she passed them onto her daughter, Joann, my mother. My father, Martin, hide it well until his heart attack at which time the flood gates opened and he could no longer shed them in silence!!

I have to blame Larry Miller's death for my recent onslaught, "for crying out loud"! I cried when his wife sat next to his empty chair on Saturday's game, I cried with Derron William's gave her the game ball, I cried when Kyle Korver gave her a post game hug, I cried when Larry cried in a video tribute where he expressed his love for Utah. I really let lose when I tried to sing the National Anthem, that definitely came from my dad!!!!

Tonight I cried when Ruth Bader Ginsberg entered congress to hear President Obama speak (by the way, she is two weeks out of surgery for cancer), I cried when the cabinet entered the chambers, I cried when the President entered the chambers, I cried when the solider was honored, I cried for the little girl who wrote a letter to congress asking for help with her school proclaiming "we are not quiters"!!!

Just to be fair I also cried at the commercial where Bob Dylan and Will I AM sing, and at certain times of the month I have been known to cry at a McDonald's commercial.

When my first grandson, Warren, was born I was at Dana's head with the video camera and lets just say that my crying necessitated some creative editing!!! When the second grandson, Wyatt, came along I stayed steady and still cried......

Deb has become so adept at noticing my held back tears that with just one look I can't hold them back and have to explain why I'm crying for instance; Wyatt just said I love you, the sun is shinning, the moon is full, Dana is such a good mother, Christmas lights are so pretty......you get the picture, it doesn't take much!!!


I am a BIG BOOB!!!!! I will keep on crying because my tears remind me that my emotions are better spent then held inside. They remind me how much I love my country, my children, grandchildren, family, and partner.

I guess you could say I cry therefore I am....Whatever that means!!!