Fantastic Tears

I don’t know if you all know this, but I try my hardest not to cry. I don’t like it. I feel like a baby. I hate crying and I hate people seeing me cry, and I hate people knowing that I just cried. I feel like crying, for me, is a sign of weakness, and I hate it. Other people can cry.. that’s fine, I’m okay with that. There’s nothing wrong with that. I just hate it when I cry. And because I hate it so much, sometimes it’s super easy to hold back the tears. Okay, most of the time I don’t even have to try because tears just don’t come.

There is one time, however, that my heart just rips to shreds and the tears fall like nobody’s business. That time, my friends, is what is in this video below.

I don’t care who you are, if you don’t tear up at military homecomings, there’s something wrong with you. If I need a good cry, the very first thing I do is go to youtube and check out some of these videos.

And to think, Lifetime made a whole SHOW on military homecomings. So here I sit, bawling at how beautiful it is to see a father embrace his son, both crying like babies. “That’s my boy!” What more beautiful words could this son hear from his father? If you haven’t seen this show yet, I encourage you – nay, I BEG you – to go to lifetime’s website and check it out. I’m seriously crying my eyes out. And I’m 100% okay with that. I enjoy it. I love it.

Perhaps this is such a beautiful thing to me because my father was a Marine (well, is. once a Marine, always a Marine). He never faced battle, but he was gone a lot on trips when my older sister was younger, and when I was younger he retired but still traveled a whole lot for his work. Now, when my daddy came home… I loved it.

I can’t imagine how much love these sons and daughters feel in their hearts when they see their mommy’s and daddies come home.

Ah. I love it.