Things that choke you up

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I choke up when I see an ambulance pass by and the traffic moves, letting it pass.

Something about humans recognising for a second that they have to stop and help for the greater good.

Dogs herding sheep is probably my weirdest one. I think it's the connection between human and animal

I chose 'Chasing Cars' for my twin's, as throughout our life we'd so often shared a bed. When it started playing in a bar I had to leave and I stood outside crying, waiting for my husband to let me know the song had finished.

Hibbs football fans singing Sunshine on Leith.

Hibs football fans singing Sunshine on Leith.

Yes. (From a hibee!).

What an extraordinary and selfless man - thank you for sharing this 😥

Brass bands, the smell of a scarf.

@Ratfinkstinkypink I am so so sorry for your loss. That made me cry 🤗❤
@MrsTerryPratchett I love to hear the Haka, that would have given me goosebumps and watery eyes for sure!

Mine are -
The final scene in Blackadder Goes Forth.
Going to the Cenotaph in Leeds every Remembrance Sunday and being able to hear a pin drop for 2 minutes.
Horses! I have no idea why they make me cry when I pass them with riders on, on the road! I'm ok if they're in fields or I'm stroking them. Police horses in particular make me cry!
Absolutely anything to do with animals. My cat Spooky is going into the vets tomorrow for spaying and chipping and I keep bursting into tears! Partly because I have to starve her and can't tell her why! And in my teens I had an horrific experience with a vet, which still makes me cry to think of over 30 years on.
Other peoples heartache makes me cry too.
I think I'm too empathetic!

Photos of me and my brother, who died two years ago, in our childhood, like moments frozen in time.
My DD when she left pre school singing 'you've got a friend in me', every school play and assembly she sings in makes me sob.
My DS wrapping his little arms round my neck, knowing he's my last baby.
Remembering my dad reading me bedtime stories and tucking me in at night.

@Ratfinkstinkypink so sorry for your loss. X

feel so shit being part of this.

Talking about the book my friend has made for her child who came about by a sperm donar.

Those videos social media (mostly American but you get UK and other ones too) of military personnel arriving back after goodness knows how many months and surprising their kids at school/jumping out of a box at Christmas/their dog wagging its tail almost off. I don’t know why but it gets me every time. (The arrivals hall also gets me every time)

Well that did it for me! 😭

@feelingalittlehorse me too! When DD was very little she was extremely ill and spent a while in hospital, then had 24 hour care when she came home. She was obsessed with that bloody film, and when it was touch and go, all I could think was, we’ll have to have that music at her funeral. Thankfully she’s now grown up and healthy.

I really hate not being met at the airport, and watching all of those family reunions, so I get my cousin, who does the airport run, to meet me. He ducks under the barrier, runs up to me and gives me a huge hug!

I agree that the pandemic sometimes enters my head when I'm out and I remember the fear ( in the early days) the arrows , the food queues , the empty shelves and ( of course) those that died. Including my own dad , who was elderly and couldn't fight it off :(
So many people succumbed to that horrible virus.
It was such a strange time and deeply unsettling especially when I had to go to a car park to get a proper test done. It was surreal how clinical it all was.
Hardly anyone mentions it now.

Bag pipes
Welsh rugby fans singing (especially Calon lan).
First sight of the the sea on a Cornish holiday.
Seeing a tiny new baby in the supermarket with it's parents.

Hearing ‘Dance with my Father Again’ by Luther Vandross played on the radio. My DF is alive & well so there is no logic to this but it breaks me everytime!

When my DCs were younger and I used to read The Bog Baby to them. The paragraph ‘If we really loved the Bog Baby, we had to do what was best for him, no matter how much it hurt us. That was real love, and that’s why we let him go’. The book has beautiful illustrations as well.

Watching the kids sports races and seeing how much they are enjoying it/trying their best. Ditto with kids choirs/orchestras.

Probably loads more. I’ve definitely become more emotional after becoming a parent!

Bagpipes- remind me of my late Dad.

Showing photos of empty shelves made panic buying worse.

I was choked up on the empty shelves at my work. Never seen such devastation. Only things on the shelves were sun cream and posh face cream.

Little kids singing Away In A Manger 🎄

Also, almost every episode of Grey’s Anatomy. I don’t even love the far-fetched stories or the acting, but if I need a cry I’ll pop it on. It’s almost like a release valve - I can use it to get any chance of upcoming crying out the way with. After the McDreamy episode in series 11, someone at work asked me if I was okay as my eyes were still puffy the next day!!! 😂

Absolutely everything. Since my first pregnancy I cry all the time.

Herses
agree re ambulances
small children/babies having a loving embrace/interaction with someone
sad songs
sad films
the advert for the British heart foundation on the radio right now
Elderly people looking frail

Elgar’s Nimrod
The Last Post
Adagio in G minor https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=XMbvcp480Y4 was the send off song for my Nanan. That set me off.

24 hours in a&e
songs from funerals
also live stock Lorries
recently my mum going through my nans few belongings. She died years ago but that’s all that’s left…

Most of the things mentioned on here set me off! It's strange - I very rarely cry properly when I'm sad but well up all the time over little, emotional things.

2 specific ones for me - the end of Les Miserables when Fatine comes to take Val Jean to heaven and you also see all the souls who died on the barricades. I mean I usually cry all the way through it anyway but that but in particular sets me off!

The epilogue to Kensuke's Kingdom where the adult Michael talks about how long he'd been missing for and says something like everyone presumed I was dead, but my mother, my mother never gave up and kept looking for me. I've actually taught it and had to get a child to read the last bit so I could just quietly concentrate on not sobbing!