Strange thing is been happening of the last couple of months, I cry at so many things. It started probably around the Olympics and I noticed that anytime someone would win a medal and they’d hug their coach or their parents for their teammates, I’d be so happy I’d cry with them.  OK maybe I should just clarify, I don’t cry I tear up. Sometimes just a tear or a couple of tears down the cheek for little bit, I don’t go into hysterics. Like when the real housewives of New Jersey, Teresa Giudice, came back from jail I cried.  I got into watching old series of survivor and every time the winner was announced I’d cry. When they’d bring the loved ones on the show, I’d cry as soon as the contestants would. And when the guy got pulled from the game because his son was sick and he had to leave I cried.   I don’t know what’s going on. I was never a emotional like that. Not to say things didn’t upset me and I wouldn’t cry but usually it was when I was frustrated beyond belief or something with really sad or I got hurt. I never cried over TV or things that was certainly not relative to me or my life or the people in it.   Someone asked me do you think it has to do with all the spiritual work you’re doing? It was the first time I stop to think, hmmmm maybe. Am I getting more compassion? Could that possibly be it? I have  made a huge effort to open my heart to love, to love others, to have compassion and to show it, but is my compassion showing up on things that are going on on TV? I don’t know!  I posted that story of the email I received the other day about the whale, I cried when I read that story too so I guess it’s not limited to TV which is a good thing. I always cry if it’s something over an animal, especially a dog, usually those I can’t even watch, read or look at. Like a story of A solider coming home and they are hugging their dog, I’m tearing thinking about the picture.   Am I just overly sensitive lately? Is my heart growing and compassion? Or am I losing my marbles? Can’t answer it. I do know it has nothing to do with any medicine I’m taking because I’ve had no medicine changes in years. I also know that when I do tear up I always laugh after because I find it kind of ironic that I’m crying so it’s kind of sad and happy at the same time.   I guess it’s not a bad thing just a strange new thing I’ve been doing. I don’t know another day in a life. Happy Monday!!!!