13 August 2012

Every tear has its own story

I was enjoying the shower of falling stars with my friends last night. As I was witnessing the magical sky, my mind drifted off and my friend caught the single tear of happiness at the corner of my eye. He gave me a hug and said: 'There's nothing wrong with showing your tears, it shows that even Bao-Nhi is human'.

First of all, I wasn't crying. It was a teardrop that didn't even had the chance to roll down my cheek. Second of all, we all know that I'm human, because I have my moments of stupidity like any other human being. However, I do get where my friend is getting at. I'm not that type of person who cries in public. Only a few people on this planet have ever seen me cry. Crying doesn't solve anything so I personally just don’t see the point of it. Doing it in public only raises unwanted advice of people at a moment when I'm totally not up for it. Every now and then, I do let the waterfalls come when I'm with good friends, because I do realise that sometimes it's good to let it out. This is just how I am and this is my personal view on crying when it comes to myself.

This doesn't mean that I see crying as a weakness or that I can't stand people who cry, on the contrary. Crying is a beautiful emotion that can be expressed in many different ways. I've been around for almost three decades and have witnessed many stories behind a lot of different tears.

The heartbroken tears are the tears that you shed when you believe that the love of your life just walked out and you'll never love again. Then, you also have the tears that you shed when you're in physical pain. The sad tears because something in your life is not going right and the grieving tears when you're mourning a loss.

Fortunately, there are tears of happiness as well. There's nothing more beautiful to me then to see people, especially children and youth, tearing up because of joy. Soldiers who come home and get reunited with their loved ones, a sports(wo)man achieving his/her ultimate goal, the birth of a (grand)child etc.

Every tear has got its own story. Although I'm not one of those people who like to share my tears (and stories), I love it when others (want to) share theirs with me.

All I want to say is that I know it's okay to cry. Just because you don't see my tears, that doesn't mean that my heart doesn't cry. It does: the sad and the happy tears!

Enough said... I'm headed outside to witness another night of magnificent falling stars.

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