Otherwise

I saw this beautiful poem posted on another blog recently and had to share it with you too. Otherwise by Jane Kenyon I got out of bed on two strong legs. It might have been otherwise. I ate cereal, sweet milk, ripe, flawless peach. It might have been otherwise. I took the dog uphill to the birch…

Tears of Joy or Sadness

I cry easily. I cry through Lifetime movies, at commercials, at acceptance speeches, when a child says something to show they appreciate their parents, when people fall in love Hollywood-movie style ( I cry just thinking about a movie with Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan).    Those are tears of joy. Usually.  So what makes…