My little husband and I got to go watch the Mountaineers play basketball this afternoon. I don't get to go very often so I always look forward to the pregame festivities. They show a retrospective video on the giant big screen, they do the National Anthem, they roll out the carpet and the Mountaineers run onto the floor. I cry.
At the Buckwheat Festival parades the high school ROTC leads the parade carrying our flag, the high school bands from 300 strong to 30 strong march by, the contestants in the bike decorating contest ride by. I cry.
I remember vividly being at Camden Park (the amusement park that was big time in Huntington, WV before the BIG amusement parks) with the Preston County Special Olympics team for the state summer games 20 years ago and watching fireworks with kids who were amazed and listening to another Special Olympian sing the National Anthem. My heart was strangely warmed. I cried.
I can remember being in Peru on a teacher exchange for 7 weeks one summer and hearing the Star Spangled banner played by a Peruvian band to honor we few Americans in their midst. I cried.
Watching kids I have taught play basketball, volleyball, soccer, run and sing and do art and science and social studies fairs. I cry.
Seeing someone who thought they couldn't find out that they can...I cry.
The good news is that I cry alot!
Life is good.
Gotta go get a tissue.
Tell me what makes you cry....I already have my tissue!