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I cried the other day. For no reason at all. I couldn't stop. It was like all of my worries, frustrations and heartbreaks came out at once. And it hurt. Really hurt.

But the next day I woke up feeling like a whole new person. Well, not a whole new person. But the beginnings of one. It was if the tears of the day before really had washed everything away. And when I stepped outside the sun seemed that little bit brighter, my step a little bit lighter, and I fell in love with life all over again. 
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redhaireddesigner said…
This is such a beautiful anecdote. I can't count the number of times I've gone through exactly that.
September 17, 2010 at 4:30 PM
kara lynn said…
i think crying can be extremely therapeutic. let it go, that is what i learned to do. then everything seems a but more bearable!
September 17, 2010 at 6:30 PM
~BB~ said…
wow - that's beautiful. nice post!
September 17, 2010 at 10:47 PM
Emily A. Blasik said…
i can totally relate. and isn't that just the most beautiful thing?
September 17, 2010 at 11:17 PM
Brandi said…
Amazing how something like that can be so cleansing. There's nothing like falling in love with the world all over again.
September 18, 2010 at 8:47 AM
Red Boots said…
I know that feeling only too well, but I'm a firm believer in that everything will be so much better after a good cry and a sleep.
September 19, 2010 at 7:43 PM
meg fee said…
it's so true that sometimes there's nothing better than a good cry. so glad you and i both are feeling better, lighter even.
September 20, 2010 at 10:48 AM
Min said…
I really love a good cry, and often burst into tears for no apparent reason (although I would say I am 99% of the time, a pretty happy, bubbly person). I think that if you take a moment and let your tears flow, afterwards you will feel much lighter. I hate it when people say stop crying (in a nice way) because sometimes I just want and NEED to cry =)
September 23, 2010 at 9:56 PM
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