Wild Women weep. We are strong, and most times we try to keep the weight of the world riding high on our shoulders without one grimmace or complaint, knowing we can do it. I know the musical mantra of the women's movement at one time was "I Am Woman", but sorry Helen Reddy, there are days I don't feel like roaring. No, some days I am too tired and overwhelmed, and I feel like weeping and pulling the covers over my head. Those are the days some of the lyrics of Bob Dylan's "Just Like A Woman" are more appropriate:
"She takes just like a woman
She makes love just like a woman, yes she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl"
Crying can be cleansing, a welcome emotional release that "puts it all out there". Sometimes it's just a few tears easily brushed away quickly before anyone notices. Then there are the times when the floodgates open and we are wracked with sobs that feel as if they're going to turn us inside out. Your feelings are your feelings... and your tears are your tears. I can't help but think of how things look brighter in the morning after a cry and a good night's sleep. It reminds me of a Bible verse in Psalm 30:5 "weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning."
So today, exercise those hold-it-all-back muscles by releasing them. Realize there ain't nuthin' like a good cry sometimes! You are still strong, you are still more than capable, and you are still an amazing wild woman.
Hey, maybe we can start a once a month "Weepy Wednesday" club. Everyone gathers at someone's home, BYOT (bring your own tissues), somebody brings the tear-jerker chick flick, and we all have a good cry together! Who knows, it could catch on!
Blessings,
Linda
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