I never saw my father cry until the day my brother died and it devastated me.
I know my husband gets tears in his eye at sentimental moments but except a few times when he was drunk on his arse, I’ve never seen him cry in 48 years.
My granddaughter was so excited to be asked to homecoming by the local football star. It was her first date.
The team lost the homecoming game and he cried, according to her, like a baby. She didn’t want to go to the dance with him because he cried. Her parents made her go, LOL.
That’s funny.
Isn’t that interesting how your granddaughter’s instincts told her to steer clear because of his crying. Good for her.
I remember blubbering a little bit over a sports loss when I was about 8 years old and boy my dad didn’t like that one bit. He straightened me out and I never did it again. At the time I didn’t understand why he came down so hard but I understand now. Thank God for dads for holding the line on that kind of thing.