Men Cry Too

Men cry too

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We are currently in the grip of an icy snow storm here in the northern Midwest of the country and I learned something while shoveling the evil white flakes out of my driveway and into my yard. Men cry too, especially after getting smashed in the face by the handle of a snow shovel in the freezing cold.

So here I was minding my own business and shoveling those cold evil little bastards down to a manageable level that would allow our cars to vacate the driveway when my trusty shovel thought that it no longer needed to remain firmly in my hand, wiggled it's way free, and shot skyward into my face. This caused my nearly numb face to scream out an alarm call to my face that, should we be able to translate the electrical impulses, sounded something like, "OH MY GOD, YOU'VE BEEN ATTACKED! QUICK GRAB THE NEAREST WEAPON AND SLAY THE BEAST!"

Unfortunately, this also caused my brain to tell my feet, "HOLY SHIT! RUN! RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN! SOMETHING IS TRYING TO KILL YOU.!

To which my legs replied, "Huh?"

However, from an outside observer, what you might have seen was a man slide his face full on into the handle of his shovel, stand bolt upright turn around (arms flailing wildly), tangle his feet up in his legs and end up ass first in a snow pile.

But this didn't make me cry.

Not a tear.

I just sat there, letting the pain in my face finish its throbbing before standing back up, dusting myself off, and getting back to the shoveling.

But you know what did make me cry? The scene in Peter Jackson's 'The Desolation of Smaug' where Kili was being healed by Tauriel in Laketown. It was just beautiful. (By the way did you know that Tauriel is an original character for the movie? Yea, she was not in J.R.R. Tolkien's Books anywhere! Check it out here.)

So here's my point. I've been in a lot of pain in my life (physical and emotional), but over time as I've become a father and a husband I have to say that physical pain really doesn't bring me to tears very often any longer. It's the emotional stuff. The "touchy feely" stuff that really gives my tear ducts a work out.

So, at least in my case, men cry and (especially in my case) more often than not, because of something emotional.

This is what I think. What do you think?

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