I love a good cry.
It might be easier to talk about the things that
don't make me cry. This would be a teeny tiny little post then.
The two things that get me the most are animals and mom stuff. (And
Dumbo? Yeah, go ahead and put both of them together, I'll cry for days. I remember being traumatized the same way by
Bambi.

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Off the top of my head, the two films that always, without fail, make me cry so hard I get a headache are
Watership Down and
The Joy Luck Club.Watership Down is good for many cries, and it has what is, to me, the best cry in the world there at the end. When Hazel lies down and the Black Rabbit comes for him...I can't even
think about it without tearing up. I think it's "Bright Eyes" that pushes me over the edge.
The Joy Luck Club pushes almost all my mommy issues buttons. I can pretty much cry continuously. In fact, I think Amy Tan could probably move me to tears with a cookbook.
Cryingest book I've ever read:
The White Bone by Barbara Gowdy. It's a lot like
Watership Down, but with elephants.
Real life stuff hits me just as hard, too. When they moved Keiko the whale from Mexico to Oregon by UPS, I thought I couldn't cry that hard. It just really moved me that so many people banded together to help make one whale's life better. Please
never let me see anything on the news about a mass beaching. I will die.
I have had to stop watching most shows that have anything to do with animals. I will
never watch
Emergency Vets again. And what's that show...
Animal Cops or something? I would need medication if I watched that show.
I'm also bizarrely moved by unexpected things. Like those Hershey's Kiss commercials that air around Christmas. Where the kisses are playing "Jingle Bells"? That one at the end, just ringing its little heart out...I'm so overwhelmed by the desire to congratulate it on doing such a good job, I can't stand it.
Am I insane?
(Don't answer that.

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