I'm Such a Sap

I cry.
I do.
I would never admit this to anyone other than readers. But it is true. My sister, Prim, tells me about her son looking at colleges, and how he says things to his little (15 year old sister) like: "Simmi, there's a Chinese restaurant in that town and it's reported to be really good. I'm thinking you could come and see me sometime at college and we go there for dinner?"
That? Made me cry.

And when Hallmark makes yet another movie or movie series (they are so wholesome and Christian) and it's all about a family that is struggling and something miraculous and wonderful happens...and the people in the movie do not know or like one another until mid-movie? And the viewer can sort of see it coming, but we are lulled into a false sense of security and then BAM! it all falls apart because of a misunderstanding, an assumption or a lie that is yet to become undone...it breaks my temporary heart. And I am hooked and I am hopeful and I cannot stop watching this movie.

And, in my own life? When a man I once loved in college reaches me and we talk and email and text for months and then years? One day gets together with me and we end up spending a night together in a really nice hotel? Says he loves me and that he always did and always will? That makes me cry.



More to come...