"Sometimes I want to be more like her."

A good cry. Something I haven't done in a while. I feel my emotions sometimes get "bottle-necked" and it seems like having a long cry would be cleansing.

My little sister had a good cry tonight. She's so sweet. We were going to a funeral visitation, to support a friend of ours from church who lost her father on Monday. My sister was crying for the death of this man, a man we haven't even met. But, death is hard to deal with, even in a situation like this. She cried on the way there, while we were there, she cried with our friend Bernie, Bernie cried too... My little sister is sensitive to loss and to people and their feelings, and she is concerned for people's spirituality. She wants to know if people love/trust Jesus. "were they a believer?," she'll say.

Sometimes I want to be more like her. To say things more openly, to let my emotions be known more, to just have her sensitivity. She is very special to me. I love you, Promise Joy.

But, tonight we all laughed together too. It's great to laugh, but I still feel like a good cry would clear my head & heart. It will come, I know.