Weird things you get emotional about

[GeorgieTheGorgeousGoat]

For me, it’s an emergency vehicles coming through traffic and everyone just moves. I feel a real collective spirit in the moment of a stranger’s crisis and it really chokes me.

You?

Literally everything makes me cry. I’m a teacher and there must be a point in every assembly when I have to try not to cry in front of the children. I’m a complete mess during the carol concert.
Anything when anyone is trying makes me cry. Or any dancing really! Anything with a crowd. An awful lot of songs.
Yesterday a little boy helped my daughter at soft play and I was practically sobbing.

@PrivateParkin I'm glad I'm not the only one. I always feel a right misery when everyone else is partying and celebrating and I'm sitting reflecting on everything.

Yes, definitely the solidarity for ambulances, and standing ovations.

The Yr 6 leavers concert in my school. I've spent every day in the last 7 years with these kids and it's too final.

Landmarks lit up in appropriate colours to mark an occasion or support an event.

Seeing the aircraft (from my previous job) swooping through the air on sunny day practices.

BarbieandKen are you in the NW? Club Day?

Ratty toys tied to vehicles
Wrapping Christmas presents
Students helping eachother with work/ explaining things to one another
Teddies in charity shops
My niece playing at soft play
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And like lots of people have said people acting in an organised way e.g. ambulances, evacuations

I wonder if any other teachers get this- packed lunches.

It's such a simple thing but with so much caring in a parent making a lovely lunch. I am a big softy

I well up at old photographs and film of young vibrant people. Where they look happy and vital and like they have the world at their feet and everything to look forward to. I think now they'll be old, frail or even not here anymore.

Such a morbid train of thought but I can't help it

Baby animals.
Sunset.

Like many others, brass bands, but strangely, not silver bands, they have a slightly different sound, not so mellow.
A beautiful view.
Christmas carols, but especially silent night.
Late autumn dusks outside with the smell of decaying leaves, bonfire smoke and a blackbird 'chinking' continually.
Children or animals that look frightened. Breaks my heart.

When I see the outline of a bare tree against the sunset.
Children singing away in a manger badly.
The snowman.
The frog chorus.
Nimrod.
The last post.

Twinkly Christmas lights.
Looking at pictures of my dc when they were small.
But to be honest I’m an emotional person and cry at pretty much anything.

Flying next to a beautiful sunset or sunrise. Very peaceful.

Taxiing and take off - the roar of the engines and the force of being pushed back in the seat as the aircraft roars up the runway!

Watching aircraft take off and land.

Children singing in unison, I cannot cope. It’s not a bit of a teary eye either, the water literally pours out of my eyes and nose and it’s incredibly embarrassing.

DD is 17 now so I have had a few years respite, however the DSs are 4 and 2.5 so I’m going to have to get hypnotherapy or something so that I can survive Xmas plays/ pageants without being sectioned.

Last year’s rendition of “there’s a little wheel a-turnin’ in my heart” by DS1s nursery class at Christmas gave me a case of dehydration accompanied by a pounding headache. All the other parents thought I was a complete nutter too.

Rememberance Day services, ever since the one when my DS had just turned 18 and I realised that it could so easily be me driving him to catch a train or to a training centre, not knowing if I would ever see him again...

And this.

The massed pipe bands at the Highland games in Pitlochrie do it for me, in fact the sheer beauty of parts of Scotland move me to tears.

Earlier this year we had a fox visit our garden regularly she had a damaged leg and would limp in , her mate would follow her and "look after" her, it used to get to me every time.

Fireworks, Christmas lights, driving in the dark and rain, the emergency vehicles get me too, in the airport when I see people being reunited.

All you penguin people, I think I may join you after watching David Attenborough just now. Penguins are awesome

Real love songs. Not soppy ones, but true ones. Or scenes in programmes where the characters really capture that real love, like where barb and Jim sing ‘one day’ by pasty cline on the ukelele in the royle family.

Stories about where animals love humans and grieve when they die.

When young children work so hard at their hobbies, like dancing or acting or anything really, and I just well up with admiration at how hard it must be for a kid to have that dedication.

And yes to brass bands and choirs.

Brass bands here too
And Christmas carols
And musicals

Evensong at York minster - the thought of all the effort that had gone into it, not just that evening but every time, regardless of whether I was aware of it or not, and fading back into the past, real humanity's heritage (and the looks of moist eyed awe on other people's faces).

Watching The Nutcracker at the cinema and imagining so many other people, all over the world doing the same thing!

Ambulances too.

Oddly enough, "bluuue since the day we parted" from mamma mia. Just the "blue" bit. I was almost OK when I thought it was "oooh".

The Christmas in the trenches song, it starts with 'my name is Francis Tolliver I came from Liverpool'

Seeing my young children asleep

As mentioned upthread old people with old animals

The novel flowers for algernon

The smell of cow parsley - reminds me of all those summer outings with my late mum

RAF Veterans watching air displays - I never know whether to watch the display, or to watch them watching it so wistfully

Little Donkey and the Little Drummer Boy - both reduce me to a wreck every time

On a very hot day usually after it rains or a storm it goes very quiet and you can smell the roads (tarmac I guess) it takes me to a moment I was a kid in Florida with my family. It makes me remember a certain innocence and I always cry.

Wide, open spaces with loads and loads of sky.

Oh yes, Christmas carols being sung by a cathedral choir. I'm not religious but there's something incredibly moving about it.

Oh gawd, just remembered.

After Concorde was de-commissioned, we were at Manchester Airport and I saw one sitting out on a runway, with a sign simply saying, "Got her." I filled up, I was so choked.