Well I’m not qualified to discuss wellness or well water. I did think I wanted to join the Peace Corps when I was young. Go dig a well, teach the children, grow food — but just like anthropology, I found out the places they’d send me are just too freakin hot.
I say well a lot. Probably too much. Like just and like and a lot. Pretty adverbial, me. Mostly too quantifying, pretty much.
I am qualified, although not authorized, to tell you that my mother-in-law says “Well!” with such a tongue cluck, it’s the verbal equivalent to pearl-clutching.
The well I’m best at is welling up.
I remember the first time I cried without knowing why. I was pregnant with Moo. Super waddle preggers and my ever so dreamy husband asked me, “Why are you crying?”
“I don’t knoooow!”
Which made me cry even harder.
Anyway, I’m a crier.
Married a crier.
Made a lot of cry babies, none so crying as baby Moo, although she probably cries less than the rest of us now, because either colic drained her or because she’s more thinkery than feelery. Anyway, good for her. Keeps her eye makeup on fleek.
Meanwhile, I cry at the drop of a hat.
Even when I know why, it sounds lame saying it out loud.
“Why are you crying?”
“SO much beautyyyy!”
Worst offender: Music
Omalord, music just wrings me out.
“Why are you crying?”
“I’m so hangry.”
“Why are you crying?”
“That kitten is too cute.”
“Why are you crying?”
“I am made of melancholyyyy!”
Well that’s just how it is.
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joeyfullystated 
Ha-ha. My husband is the crier. Very sentimental. Babies, cute animals, feel good stories…I can’t let him watch the Hallmark Channel anymore…too expensive to buy all that kleenex. Me, I only cry when I am pushed to the extreme. I definitely know why I am crying then!
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Then you know 😉
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Glad I’m not the only crier out there!
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And that’s okay. ❤
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Thank you ❤
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I don’t think of myself as a crier, but I do cry at some movies, and some stories just make me weepy.
I don’t cry when He-Man and I are arguing or having a big spat, but during my pregnancies I cried. The most memorable time being when I was 7 months pregnant with Big Baby Boy. He-Man and I had gone to the grocery store for our weekly grocery trip. We used to do that together when we were young. Anyway, we got back to our place, got some of the bags in the kitchen. I began putting things away so, I opened the refrigerator and out poured gallons of water all over the kitchen floor. I was so overwhelmed by the mess, and upset with the frig being broken and all our new groceries with nowhere cold to put them I sat down on the floor in front the open refrigerator and just balled my eyes out.
He-Man came in with another bag of groceries and found me there sobbing. He laughed his ass off which just made me cry harder. When he stopped laughing so hard tears stopping running down his face he sat down beside me took me in his arms, and told me it would all be alright.
God, I love that man! I sobbed so hard I had hiccups!
The thermometer or something went out in the freezer causing all the ice/frost in the freezer to melt and it drained to the bottom of the frig under the veggie drawers.
I didn’t have a frost free Refrigerator/freezer back in those days.
But really. I don’t think of myself as a crier. 🙂
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I love you loving him. Recognizing that. ❤
Everything is SO overwhelming during pregnancy. It's such a feeling of lack of control, so when things go wrong, they're amplified. That's my take on it, anyway. Magical, miraculous, amazing, but still, so overwhelming. I can imagine that flood and how you'd felt. "I don't even have a fridge and the baaaaaby's coming!"
I wouldn't have said I was a crier when I was younger. Plenty of repression, suck it up-ness — now I don't care, eye makeup aside 😉 I let it out.
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Oh, Joey–I’m a crier, too. Happy? Sad? Angry/ Frustrated? Cry. what else is there? My middle son is a crier. First time I remember seeing my husband cry was when he had Daisy put down. Fifteen year old and he watched her be born. Runt of the litter. He walked out the vet’s office three times. Poor guy could not watch his baby this way, even though I held her the entire time. Our vet was so sweet. Told him, “That’s OK, honey.” We cried together. We sure did.
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It’s hard to see a non-crier cry, isn’t it? That, too, makes me cry.
I think putting down our pets, loss of our pets, is one of the most universally understood pains we feel. Crying together is definitely better than crying alone. ❤
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“Made of melancholy” – I like that…
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Thank you, John 🙂
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My kids were regular criers as babies. Still are 🙂
We are all pretty guarded at home, in terms of emotions. We talk about them more than we cry in fact. So when one of us cries everyone knows it’s really serious.
I think that crying is healty and I always feel better if I let it go and cry.
Now that I re-read your blog I feel like crying, because some of the reasons you evocate are all worth a cry.
Music can make me cry. A movie too. Fewer people cry when they read, but I do with some books. Some scenes can be very moving. And the endings can get at me. Big time.
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I agree, about when the non-criers cry, you know it’s serious. Yes.
I didn’t cry for years and years. It was not good.
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Are you familiar with the Jack Benny “Well”? He said it in the most indignant manner with his fist on his hip. I always thought that was the only way one should “Well”. Being made of melancholy is not a bad thing. It is just one more facet of that Woman called Joey. Have a nice weekend.
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Thank you, Benson. 🙂
I can picture Jack Benny, but not in action. Before my time, I reckon.
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Well, for cryin’ out loud, I was born cryin’. Truth: I have feelin’s. Sometimes I wonder if it (I) wouldn’t be better off to just let go. But, nope. As I write this, wife is talking to me about shopping today with our daughter (39), and the news is “she didn’t even cry one time.” Apparently, she cries when she shops–I didn’t know that.
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I bet it’s not that she cries when she shops. I bet it’s when she’s in the safe and trusted company of her mama.
Cry or not, I reckon we all have feelins of some sort 🙂
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Made of melancholy…great line. I get it. I cry often. Movies, tv drama, happy stuff, life stuff, classical music, puppies, babies. All expected. The one that gets me is choir music..on line, in church, anywhere. I think it’s a throwback to childhood, Catholic school, wanting to be a nun.
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I never wanted to be a nun, and I’m not even a Christian, but church music is like church architecture — always the affect of awe.
Glad to be in the online company of other criers 🙂
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My kids laughed at me while watching movies. They told their friends that I cried when they took out the trash. That part is untrue. I felt more like crying when it wasn’t taken out. But–I’m a cryer.
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LOL I feel ya! I understand! 🙂 *hugs*
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🙂 Hugs back!
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I got nothin. Not a crier. I kinda well up at the parts in movies where a deserving kid gets a dog or a little girl drops her ice cream, but usually no water works. I wouldn’t laugh at you, though.
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Thank you 🙂 I don’t think anyone has laughed at my crying. I don’t know if I’d cry harder or get sassy!
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Or start swinging…
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vowww..nice article..very well articulated..love your writing..!!
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Thanks 🙂
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“Tears water the garden of your soul.” Heard that from a friend. Plus, tears release more toxic chemicals than other body fluids. I seem to be an episodic crier. I’ll go for stretches of no crying, then stretches of crying over all kinds of things. I think it’s because I need to release built up toxins and my soul garden needs watering.
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I believe that must be true.
In therapy, course. Therapist told me crying is stress relief. So now, I don’t hold it back.
I went years and years without crying and when I finally cried, oh, it was big and ugly and I had a headache for days.
My soul garden must be well-watered ❤
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🙂 ❤
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You almost had me crying in laughter! Great post!
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Thank you!
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A friend used to say, “I’d drop at the cry of a hat.” Thought you’d like that one.
I used to cry a lot more than I do now. Don’t know if the well is running dry, or if I’ve changed. I’d cry for all the usual reasons, i.e. kittens. I’d mortify myself for crying if I was angry when I wanted to be fierce, instead. I’m a pretty tough sell at the movies and hardly ever cry while reading. But my husband will cry at the happy endings, every single time. He, the clinical black and white science nerd. Go figure.
The photo you shared is fabulous for the detail.
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I did like that one. I love an aphorism undone 🙂
Maybe you don’t need to cry as much now. Surely that’s a good thing. Less dehydration, fewer headaches.
And thank you, I do so love that photo. It’s from last fall.
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I prefer to hide my crying when I can.
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I cannot, but I do secretly enjoy a good ugly cry in the bath now and again.
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I don’t hold back. I’m a cry baby. It works for me. I cry about anything beautiful, touching, emotional, sad. When I have teary eyes, my husband would ask, are they happy tears? Just to make sure I wasn’t sad. Nice post.
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Aw, yeah, that’s nice 🙂
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Ha, my daughter could tell when I was going to cry. When watching movie together, she would say, mom, you’re going to cry!!!
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🙂
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I am a crier too, Joey! Watching tv, reading books, talking to people, and of course music, that always sets me off!!
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I have to tell you I cry over music and RomComs, but don’t tell anybody 🙂
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Secret’s safe with me, Peter.
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I cry more easily when I’m tired or stressed. As a child I cried all the time and heard “I’ll give you something to cry about”* often enough that I think I learned to cry alone more than in front of others.
*I grew up with 3 older brothers, and one of them was a big bully!
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Sad stuff.
I went years in my 30s without crying. Do not recommend.
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As an adult I do cry, just not as much as when I was a kid…and not in front of MOST people. But yes, it was a shitty way to grow up. Mostly I have forgiven the brothers, but clearly have not forgotten.
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Forgiving is crucial, but so is remembering.
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I’m a crier in a family of criers too…
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I think I cry more when I laugh at something funny. You know, laugh so hard it makes tears come. Then, there’s those times something will just get to you, and the tears start for whatever reason. Oh, the tongue clucking! haha, I think I do that, along with the head shaking uh-uh-uh, tsk-tsk-tsk.:)
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ha! that is just how it is – and like…. well, I just liked this a lot –
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Thanks so much!
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Did u notice I used well – just – like – and a lot (ha)
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I did, course! 😛
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Hope u have a nice rest of your day
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You too, thanks!
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Hahah! Well… lovely, entertaining reading, as always 🙂 I couldn’t stop crying over a TV commercial advertising chocolate (of all things) when I was pregnant!
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Haha! The crying was real, no matter what! 🙂 Thanks!
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I don’t know if I’m a crier, but I definitely have my moments. And sometimes it encompasses bouts of it throughout a day. I also cry when I’m absolutely infuriated, which makes it look like it’s negating the real emotion.
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Oh I know a lot of angry/rage criers, too.
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That’s cute and funny. I tear up but don’t cry completely. 🙂 Seems the older I get the more teary eyed for the littlest things. Hate it. 🙂
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I love this post. As a feelery person, I cry a lot, too. Except when it’s appropriate and I don’t.
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Oh Gawd, I know that’s right. Yep. Thanks so much.
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You sound like my MIL. She cries over anything, too, and she cries especially hard when either a) she wants to manipulate someone into doing something or b) she’s done something screwed up and doesn’t want to get called out. I doubt you are like that though lol. My husband and I are mostly non-criers, unless it’s a particularly bad PMS like the last time and I cried every time I got mad or stressed, so I cried a lot.
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My MIL cries like yours. JUST.LIKE.YOURS.
PMS is the devil.
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You have my sympathies.
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Thank you!
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I cry, but I call it “being weepy” to me, indicating emotional but not sad. Commercials, music, scenes I see played out, some sad like mean people in stores, nice people parting in airports, and when someone looks back into our family times and punctures a “hole” in the happy memory: well, that makes me sad!!
I think my best friends are more like your current Moo, who are rational thinkers and not too emotional. I taught my friend, Jenny, that to hug at the end of our weekly visit is important. I also like water on stone, wore her down to accept people who have more than a “perfect two” children and not judge, like my son who I truly believe “saved” a single mom of that perfect two, which does NOT exist. They had three more, he a vasectomy. No, this isn’t “pretty” when the kids act up nor attractive when all must go somewhere together in public. Jenny used to say things about “those kinds of people” until I pointed out one of her two perfect step children doesn’t write, visit not call from Texas. She got changed, even voted for someone I did last election! Wow. She is a kind person inside an outer conservative who never had to use birth control and never had her own kids. Lol 😀
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Oh good grief! “Those kinds of people” have way more love and joy and happiness in their lives. What’s better than a big family? I know it’s not for everyone, but it’d be hard for me not to chime back about the absence of it. You’re kind. Hugs are VERY important. No one is promised a tomorrow.
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Yes! So true, love multiplied! Joey, we are again close to similar view on family and love!
Hugs are very important: Always!! xo
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