Maybe I'm in denial, but I never thought I was a weepy person. Sure, I cry over things, but certainly not every other day. Except for this week. This week, I found myself boo-hooing behind 3D glasses, in my car at the gas station, and in front of my parents' TV. I'm telling you, I'm probably dehydrated now. Here are the culprits:
- The "Songs Around the World" project.
- Pixar's Up.
- This part from President Obama's D-Day speech:
I know this trip doesn't get any easier as the years pass, but for those of you who make it, there's nothing that could keep you away. One such veteran, a man named Jim Norene, was a member of the 502nd Parachute Infantry Division of the 101st Airborne. Last night, after visiting this cemetery for one last time, he passed away in his sleep. Jim was gravely ill when he left his home, and he knew that he might not return. But just as he did 65 years ago, he came anyway. May he now rest in peace with the boys he once bled with, and may his family always find solace in the heroism he showed here.
For my fellow wimps out there, here's a song for you.
1 comment:
Love weep watch and its musical ending. alice
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