Monday, July 30, 2012

I cried everyday for months after the attack.  I've heard people say they've cried until they ran out of tears, but that's not what really happens.  I can still conjure tears every once in a while, but now I can cry without them.  Maybe you could say that my tears have evolved.  Maybe you could say I cry every moment of everyday.  Sadness doesn't feel like sadness anymore, but more like comfort,  and it will hit me, at random times - when I'm folding my laundry, when I'm driving home, when I'm out with friends.  It gives me goosebumps and butterflies and I can't quite catch my breath.  It feels almost like serenity, like anticipation.  It feels almost like love.

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