Harry Potter and the Girl Who Cried All The Time
Over the last few years my status of “the girl who cries at commercials and movie trailers” has changed to “the girl who cries at everything.” I mean – EVERYTHING. Part of me doesn’t care too much because it honestly feels very cathartic as someone who is constantly overflowing with emotions anyway. But other days I find myself thinking, Okay, maybe this is becoming a problem.
I cried at Wal-Mart last week talking on the phone to my brother. I DO NOT WANT TO BE THAT CRYING GIRL AT WAL-MART.
I cried when I saw the video of JK Rowling meeting the Broadway cast of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.
I cried when I saw this beautiful photo Eliah took of a doggie giving a little girl kisses.
I cried when I said goodbye to an old friend I went walking with last week. I stopped myself at sending her a long text telling her how much I needed that time with her, because I want her to keep walking with me in the next 6 months and I don’t want to send off any THIS GIRL COMES WITH BAGGAGE alarms.
I cried when I realized I was out of coffee yesterday.
I cried when I watched a character die on a show I don’t even like.
Yesterday, on the ride into Knoxville I was listening to episodes of Harry Potter and the Sacred Text and I cried at the end of EVERY SINGLE EPISODE when they did their blessings. ALL OF THEM. It was like, 5 episodes and EVERY TIME I cried during the blessings.
So, yeah. Maybe it’s exhaustion. Maybe it’s a wonderful new weepy phase in my life. Either way, if you know me the chances are REALLY good I’m going to tear up for some reason when we’re together.