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Outside Myself
Location
West Coast Body, East Coast Heart, California,
Birthday
January 19
Title
Mom
Company
Don't even have to knock...come on in.
Bio
I am now 43 and perfectly OK with that (but I still love it when my friends say I look like I'm 35!). I've been a mom for over nine years now. I live a rather simple yet difficult life of trying to make sure my daughters are polite, well-educated and know they are loved beyond question. I do my best to give my family whatever they need. And I'm trying to take care of myself. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I am infinitely trying to make people happy, make people laugh, make people feel good about themselves. I compliment often, but only with sincerity. I spend way too much time thinking about what might be the "right" thing to do in any given situation. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx This is a personal journey for me. I have grown in ways I didn't know were possible. AND AN UPDATE: Don't forget your worth. This speaks to everyone, not just me. xoxoxo ~~~~ And thx, B. My heart was beginning to thaw but your beautiful friendship has melted it. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx FURTHER UPDATE: - B, darling, you have brought me love and peace. You sent the words, "Be gentle with yourself." I am able to do so only because you have been gentle with my heart. I love you, soul mate.

JULY 31, 2009 6:43PM

"Mommy, Why Are You Crying?!"

Rate: 15 Flag

My daughters saw me cry about four years ago.

Once.  Briefly.

Never before. Never since.

 

Today, they've seen me cry twice.

Hard.

 

Once for beauty.

Once for pain.

 

They are so confused. 

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I can't explain to them.
Kids are funny that way aren't they? Their world is pretty black and white in regards to logic.

I hope the pain goes away, soon. And whatever the happiness was, I hope you have much, much more of it, kiddo
Life - Thank you.

Bob - The beauty was your Monarch comment about me.
I would make you happy everyday if I could.
With a mommy like you, those kids have it made.
They probably just love you so much.

Rated for sensitivity.
Without the pain, you might never appreciate the beauty as much.
Children are most perceptive.
Boy, Emma would be proud of me...I'm an utter mess today. Can keyboards short out from getting wet?

Bob - I know you would...and you do such a fine job of it, love.

Thoth - Your kindness lights me up. Thank you.

Duane - I don't usually let the pain get to me like this. I'm feeling helpless today. (And joyful as a butterfly cupcake.) Rollercoaster.

Mr. Mustard - My girls are the most perceptive, precious things. I just never cry in front of them. Today, however, it has been unavoidable. Thanks for being here.
I cry all the time. My child is probably no more or less confused than yours. It's crying over beauty that is the hard one to explain. They get pain.
...floodgates...are...open...
Sometimes the tears come unbidden, seemingly out of nowhere. Sometimes they don’t come at all, when you expect them to. After a friend told me she’d been unable to cry for decades after her mother’s death, I have come to appreciate the gift of tears.

Oh, and your butterfly cupcakes made me wish pixels were edible.

—Melissa
Enigmatic. (I'm happy about the beauty and sorry about the pain.)
Sweet - Thanks for the kind words. My 7-year-old came up to me on the computer and rubbed my back. She said, "Are you still feeling emotional? I get like that sometimes, too." Isn't that something? I'm so blessed.

Starlings - Tears have not come to me unexpected very often, and like your friend, no tears for years. "Mistings" as I call them, occasionally, but not full-on crying. Maybe not for 7 or 8 years. So, this day is what I personally call a breakthrough for me. For very good and very unfortunate reasons. Oh, and your cupcake comment cracked me up. I needed that smile at that moment, so thanks. :)

Steve - How little did I know that my compliment to you would come back in my own post. Thanks, a ton. It bugs me to be an enigma, but I'll consider it temporary. :)
Let the tears come, sweetie. Sometimes you just have to. The joyful and those born of pain. You know I'm here if you need me.
And those little girls love their mommy.
It's ok for them to see you cry and know that emotion is a good a real part of life, a bittersweet gift of our heart.
Much love, friend.
Don't hold back. You will only damage three people if you do. They will grow to understand if you share. If you withhold, they will resent you for a lifetime. Hugs.
They may be confused now, but in adulthood when they feel these same emotions, they will have learned that it is OK to cry. That is a valuable lesson.
I've been a cryer all my life. I used to be embarrassed about it but no more. Now I just cry, here, there, and everywhere. At commercials, greeting cards, happy or sad movies or TV shows. And especially when I see someone else cry--or even talk about crying. so guess what I'm doing right now? Yep. I always keep tissues nearby so I don't baptize my keyboard. Rated. Thank you for feeling comfortable enough here to share these things with us. This is a good place filled with good people. I'm glad you're here! D
I still remember the first time I saw my mom cry. I remember more about her and my dad fighting. But the day she cried we had moved yet again this time to a new state and she drove us and I was being a bitch and she sat down and cried. It still overwhelms me to speak of it. I don't cry in front of any of my kids either. I think we should and then be honest for their age in telling them grownups get sad too. I still can't cry in front of anyone. I feel your sadness and once again send my arms around you for comfort.
Tears can't hurt you - but they can help you. Let 'em flow.
And don't worry about shorting out your keyboard. If that could happen, mine would have been gone long ago.
((Hugs))
So sorry for the delay...yesterday was quite overwhelming.

WAH - I so adore your friendship. Yes, I do know you're here (late into the night, it seems!). :) Thank you for your wise and kind words.

Cartouche - Thank you for that - I am beginning to see that this will indeed be the case. And I really don't want my girls to be like me in this regard - I want more for me, how can I not want more for them?

Smithery - You are so right. I've taught them so much about so much...and I know they need this lesson. Thank you for your thoughtful responses...always.

Yarn - I always feel a bit happier when I see you've been here. I am trying to be someone who isn't afraid to cry. Still working through certain aspects of it all. But seeing other people cry? Yeah, that's very tough for me...tears me up.

Oh, Lunchlady - I get it. I think my girls will always remember yesterday. Make sure you forgive yourself for being a brat - my sister was pretty much every day. ;-)

Unbreakable - That is quite good news. I think even my keyboard was a bit stunned by my behavior yesterday...

Thanks you guys. What a ride...
I hope you are waking up to a new day full of all of the beauty that you deserve...and I am glad you found your tears.
mamoore - You've done more than you know. Stay tuned...