Big, fat tears rolling down my stupid face reading this thread 🙈
Before DC: cried at 85% of things. After DC: tsunami of only-just-withheld tears because of ALL THE FEELS. At EVERYTHING.
Maggie Gyllenhaal once said that children come with chisels, that they chisel your heart wide open.
Somehow everybody could suddenly be your child, because you realise they are some woman somewhere's child. I think that's often what causes the crying.
Hearing ambulance sirens in rush hour and all the cars immediately parting like the Red Sea to help them get to the poorly person.
Little kids in my local park collecting conkers.
Waking up at 3am to the sound of an outboard motor, to see my enormous BSH cat in profile, standing on my husband's chest and thunderously purring into his face.
Christenings and naming ceremonies - little babies being cherished and surrounded by love.
Sunshine streaming through stained glass.
Nursery pick-up time, when my son sees me and says 'It's MY mummy! MY mummy!' and has to tell his friends, as he's running towards me. Reminds me of the last scene of The Railway Children and I have to dig my nails into my palm to woman up. ðŸ˜
The 93 year old gentleman who tends the beautiful garden at the blue plaque house round the corner from me. The care he puts into the beautiful dahlias that look like lanterns in the dusk.
The last 50 pages of Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows. Scratch that - ALL of Harry Potter. Thestrals? Being kind and brave and loyal? Love continuing through time, no matter what? WAAAAAAAH
I could go on for pages and pages but I have about 26 bottles that won't wash and sterilise themselves.
Thank you to everyone on this thread. Reading many of these posts has been like a big warm hug. 