In life, there are moments when we want to put up masks and hide our feelings. We want to show everyone else we are not easily affected by the pain of others or maybe even the pain others inflict upon us. As adults in a world surrounded by competition, we must learn to accept situations as they come with little or no sentiment. Although this is accepted by other people, I have decided over the course of events that it’s not okay to feel as though I must pretend I cannot comprehend pain and vulnerability. Crying is the truest, most honest form of communication, and it should never be held in. At a funeral, I sat amongst my bawling friends, and I wondered if growing up, if being mature, meant I was not allowed to cry, to be outwardly angry, or express my feelings in any way that attracted attention. I wondered…but eventually, I realized some things, big or small, are worth crying over. I have attended four funerals in the past three weeks. Two were for friends whose parents died suddenly...
I like geography best because mountains & rivers know the secret: Pay no attention to boundaries.