Foo - When was the last time you cried?

Was it tears of joy? Happiness? Fear? Pain?

What was the situation?

I cried tears of disbelief and relief just a few days ago after reuniting with someone that was very special to me when I was a kid. Last time I saw him was when I was 7. This is someone that I have been looking for, for most of my life, so I can thank him. He's an old man now, but he will always be someone I look up to and respect highly. :o

My fathers best friends funeral. Before that my fathers funeral. When my little girl had a heart scare.

Sadness/Anger/Sadness/Anger/Sadness.

This evening did not go well.

When my abusive father died. I don't know whether it was grief or relief.

SB and Stan....((hugs)) to you.

This spring when my dog died. Blubbed like a baby.

This may sound sappy......

I'm VERY close with my daughter; my only blood child, it's been a soul-stirring experience seeing traits of mine, my mother's, her mother's, her mother's family, all jell in her. I'd watch her run across the park playground, innocent exuberance on two long legs, and I'd wonder what I did right to be so blessed.........

The joy and excitement in her face when I come home from work has made all the crap of the last 8+ years worthwhile. We can almost read each other's minds at times!

It was a cheesy action movie that did it; we watched it together on VHS (last movie before the VCR crashed, about a year and a half ago). When it got to the last ten minutes, the saccharine melodrama of the hero dying and saying goodbye to his child got us both choking up.

We watched.....

....

Armageddon. There, I said it.

When Bruce Willis said goodbye to Liv Tyler, we both felt the tug, and hugged each other close. She got my shirt wet, crying all over herself.

Everytime I try to help "someone" and all they do is yell at me while telling me that I treat them like they don't know anything. :( Getting very old very quickly.

Really cried... when we put the dog down and the week thereafter... about a month ago. I'm kind of a sissy in general, but watching the dog die REALLY got me going.

Then today I saw a bumper sticker that read "Lord, make me the kind of person that my dog thinks I am". That managed to get a few tears out of me tonight.

Just over a week ago. Buried my sister.

I'm on the verge right now, growing up really bites sometimes...

I have no idea. Perhaps when my brother passed away in 2000 or sometime during my marriage falling apart.

Kind of cheeseball, but I was in tears all night when I found out Laurent Fignon died. I enjoyed watching him race, and that influenced me as a young kid to pick up cycling.

about a month ago when visiting my mom and little sisters (large age difference between them and I). My mother was shouting at my 6 year old sister and it brought back 18 years worth of negative energy and emotion. I had to leave the house and go for a walk I frequently took in high school when feeling down.

Tuesday of last week out of happiness after talking to someone who is very special to me after not having talked in over a week and being able to say how much she means to me.

I think last week from a heartful movie.

I cry all the time. I'm very sentimental. But I rarely admit it or let people see me crying.

I cry often when worshipping my God.

Every time I experience the crushing chest pain radiating down my left arm and diaphoresis.

I cry hard when I watch talent shows. I used to have my talents but things in my life discouraged me from pursuing them (but it's my own fault when it comes down to it, although having absolutely no support from parents, friends, and jealously of a former wife might have had something to do with it). So, when I see others show off their talents, I feel sorry for myself and cry a lot when I think about where I could be now if I only took a different direction. Oh, well.

I also cry when really bad-talented people get tons of credit but the truly amazing people are overlooked due to popularity-contest nuances and politics.

6 months ago. An old friend died from cancer. She fought it hard for about 4 years.

The last time I cried before that was when I last saw her, about a year ago. I was visiting AUS from my current location and when I was saying goodbye to her we had a big hug and looked at each other and said something like "I guess this is really goodbye" - we both knew it was probably going to be the last time we would meet.

Awwww...screw that. I'm crying now.

Two nights ago...driving and heard a song, made me miss my boys something terrible.

About maybe 2 months ago. My mom called to tell me she heard a cat screech in her laundry dryer. I went over and looked into the vent tube of the laundry dryer and saw the body of a small orange kitten. It had somehow crawled inside and got caught when my mom turned the dryer on. With trembling hands I pulled the body out. I went home after that and bawled like a child.
Blinky the Minpin (my dog) hopped up on my lap sensing that I was upset and licked my face. He's usually a hellraiser but he was concerned that evening.
Something Siu posted later that evening finally cheered me up. She was defending herself by protesting, saying that she didn't cut herself with her knives.
Ernest

2 weeks ago when mom finally lost her battle with cancer. Still trying to get head around it all.

I cry all the time. I'm very sentimental. But I rarely admit it or let people see me crying.

Put down the tools,you're Hollywood material:thumb:
We need a new "Zorro".

When my grandfather's old friend died at 62 last year. I called him "uncle" until I was 12.
When I found out that one of our racing buddies had been diagnosed with MS.

About maybe 2 months ago. My mom called to tell me she heard a cat screech in her laundry dryer. I went over and looked into the vent tube of the laundry dryer and saw the body of a small orange kitten. It had somehow crawled inside and got caught when my mom turned the dryer on. With trembling hands I pulled the body out. I went home after that and bawled like a child.
Blinky the Minpin (my dog) hopped up on my lap sensing that I was upset and licked my face. He's usually a hellraiser but he was concerned that evening.
Something Siu posted later that evening finally cheered me up. She was defending herself by protesting, saying that she didn't cut herself with her knives.
Ernest

I'll never use the dryer "fluff"setting again after hearing this:cry:

About a year ago or so...when my ex and I split, it was the worst several of months ever...I cried a lot during that time, didn't eat well, didn't feel well. Life was in an absolute dump...

But I was crying today earlier, when I bombed down a hill and walls of headwind blew my eyes dried. :P

When i got banned...

last time i was in the e.r. i think.
takes a minute for the drugs to kick in .

I get a little teary eyed when I think about a couple of amazing things the kiddos have done. The boy, without being asked, took a couple of extra minutes to hold a door open for a boy in a wheelchair and the man with him. He recognized that he could help and did it. Not too bad for a 7 year old. :)

I get a little teary eyed when I think about a couple of amazing things the kiddos have done. The boy, without being asked, took a couple of extra minutes to hold a door open for a boy in a wheelchair and the man with him. He recognized that he could help and did it. Not too bad for a 7 year old. :)

Sound's like a great kid ... and great parents :thumb:

Last time I cried was when our dog passed away in 2007. It was the saddest Christmas we ever had.

1966. Every time they stripped the burn dressings after I accidentally lit myself on fire.

Oh.. I am not some heartless monster. I just internalize everything. I don't cry.

In response to all the lost pets. I cannot watch the Futurama episode where Fry finds his dog and the end is the dog waiting on the curb for him over the passing of time. It kills me if I see brings back every lost loyal pet I ever had.

what time is it?

last month during a three day meditation retreat when I realzed that everything I ever wanted is always in front of me.

Today, today was 9/11, I'm a little under the weather so I watched the history channel.


The last two years have been difficult, I've cried more than I'd like to admit.

What's wrong pgoat?

Three times that I remember vividly....

1983 when our four month old daughter died I cried the hardest I've ever cried in my life, so hard that my whole gut hurt.

1991 the wife and I had a good long cry together when she was diagnosed with M.S.

2005 when our then 15 year old daughter was hospiatlized w/Crohn's for 3 1/2 months. She went through 17 transfusions, three major surguries, and I cried myself to sleep every night.

The wife & daughter are doing well, today.

Not much else makes me cry anymore.

When my grandmother died in 2007. She was a second mom to me. Then again, the first night I spent living in her house (about a month ago). I moved back, and my parents haven't sold her house. The first week felt like a sleepover, like I'd had when I was little.

Also, 2009. I was leaving a school after being laid off, and my students made me an Allie Caulfield baseball mitt. We'd read Catcher in the Rye and I expressed how much I loved that book, so they got a left handed baseball mitt and wrote my favorite poems on it in green ink. They gave it to me as a going away present. I wept.

That's pretty damn cool, Mickey. You must have been a highly influential teacher.

Just now when I watched this very upsetting video. The hurt and anger that I held inside about this came right back to surface again.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=KcC6bTHosx0

I was thinking about my grandparents (my mom's parents) today... Grandma died after a long bout with Parkinson's in '08 and Grandpa dropped dead in his house of a heart attack late last year (after a round of golf and lunch with a friend, of course). I spent every possible school vacation with them, and then lived with them during my college years in Pismo Beach. They moved closer to their kids shortly after I graduated and left town. They had a great impact on my life. I regret that my son (born in February) didn't get a chance to meet either of them. I cried a little on the way to church this morning.

We were in Oregon for Labor Day with the baby to see my dad's parents while we still can.

One hour, 12 minutes, 37 seconds into "The Crying Game"

That's pretty damn cool, Mickey. You must have been a highly influential teacher.

I suppose. The problem is that there are very few times when you actually get to see the impact you're having. That was one, winning teacher of the year (by a student vote) was another. But how many students have I actually influenced? Who knows.

Here's some photos of the mitt:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v602/shortymac83/IMAG0031.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v602/shortymac83/IMAG0030.jpg

Don't know if you can tell in the photos, but the poems are "The Raven" by Poe (inside), "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" (outside), and a Jane Austen quote on the thumb, because they KNOW that I loathe anything by that evil woman...

That glove is friggen awesome. Says a lot about you. :)

I torqued my back not that long ago..then add morphine...= crying from pain and then morphine

I still have my old Rawlings Fastback from Little League. My son used it last season. Youngest son might use it in a year or two. It has no poetry on it or in it, as members of the jsharr clan do not wax poetic.

I suppose. The problem is that there are very few times when you actually get to see the impact you're having. That was one, winning teacher of the year (by a student vote) was another. But how many students have I actually influenced? Who knows.

Probably ten times more than you think. If your students do that for you, you are special.