[Photo taken by Jen Gray last week]
Teary eyes have been coming up fairly easily for me lately. Jen and I were taking turns giving each other photo shoots last week and in the midst of giggles and playfulness she said something that caused an immediate, very visible reaction. She kept on shooting and I find those few photos where she captured my watery eyes a tad fascinating. How often do we get to look at a still photo of ourselves in the center of a weepy moment? And what are those triggers we all have that bring the tears to our eyes at the most inopportune moments - at a restaurant, in a crowd of people, in the middle of a photo shoot.
I had lunch with a woman today - someone I had only met once before who wanted to talk to me about Swirly, how I got started, how it took off, etc. We talked shop for a while and also swapped more than a few divorce war stories and each had our own on-the-verge-of-tears moment over eggs and coffee. For me it was when she told me she visited my website, read my words and suddenly felt like everything was OK. (Getting teary as I even type that). For her it was when I told her that her job right now - as she recovers from her divorce and embarks upon a new business venture - was to receive.
There are moments when we want to cry out of anger and frustration, moments of deep sadness where the tears seem to pour out of our eye sockets like a burst dam, and unexpected moments like these where the tears surface and catch themselves just on the edge of spilling over. I find those moments often times startling and bittersweet, because those instances tend to occur when it isn't appropriate or convenient or maybe even necessary to immediately dive into a good, solid cry. They are just little reminders of what makes our hearts tug, what sends a chill of recognition and maybe even gratitude right down into the depths of our souls.