I’m either becoming an sentimental old fool, in touch with my feelings, or have a lot of emotion bottled up….. take your pick… but I’ve had several episodes recently. Just to clarify, I’ve always gotten misty during certain movies, Extreme Makeover Home Edition, and such, but this is a little bit different.

Example one: I’ve always liked the show Monk. His life of being a total fearful basket-case after loosing his wife - who was the complete love of his life - has always struck a chord with me. However, the other night, while watching an episode (one where he is buried alive in a coffin by a criminal, and - as he runs out of oxygen - starts to hallucinate being with his wife again, and the concept of dying and being with his wife put him totally at peace for the first time since her death)… I completely started crying like a baby. I know it was totally related to the past year, and the very real chance of loosing the love of my life. I felt so completely sorry for him - I knew what he was feeling - and just couldn’t help myself. On the upside, it turned to a completely joyful torrent as I praised God and thanked him for his incredible grace at letting me continue to have the love of my life next to me - since I’m afraid I would just as lost as Monk without her.

Example two: I just finished writing an email to my family telling them that Donna’s Grandma died at the age of 100 this past Monday. I recounted the fact that just a day or two before, she told Donna that she was going to go to heaven and get it ready for all of us. As I got to the part of the story where she said that she’d be waiting with a fresh batch of her famous cookies for us, I turned into a blubbering baby again. No idea why, other than the fact that I’ve been feeling very “mortal” lately.

Oh well, you be the judge. I need to sleep.

TTFN