A Woman's Work – Brooke Basically Blogging

I have been crying a lot lately. Some tears are tears of sadness. Some situations in my past, I have no tears left to cry.

I cried when Sydney asked people “How was your summer?” I didn’t prompt her. She initiated the interaction.

I cried when Harrison spoke about his dad. He said he prays for him.

I cried when the images of Texas flashed in my head.

I cried when I saw a student that left the district years ago. Now that she is back she had to find me and say hello.

I cried when I thought about all of the blessings I have.

I cried because I was complaining about things and realized that others are hurting.

I cried listening to my praise and worship music in the parking lot at school. I wasn’t crying because I didn’t want to go inside.

I was crying and praising God in advance for a blessed school year for our family.

Crying doesn’t mean you are weak. It means you are human. There are somethings you need to stop crying over and just walk and never look back.