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I cry often...

I cry often...
"Often" here is a relative term
Its like opening a window and allows me to see things clearly...
Could be a song ...
Something one of my children's done or
                    just hearing another's story and realizing how blessed I am...
Once in awhile, the blues set in and I start down a rabbit hole but that's rare...
My moments permits me to appreciate life and what others have given me...
Never a sign of weakness but a tool to strengthen my soul
It helps me continue to stand against the winds that seem to  push me in all the wrong directions...
I cry often and for good reason...
Sometimes it's just for a second, while other times, I need to retreat,
             take a few minutes for myself to open up and then regroup...
What other way is there to release the toxic waste picked up during my daily struggles or to appreciate a blessing...
It's not unmanly or complicated
It's an action that's a simple as washing my face at the basin.
Water on, I cleanse, turn it off and feel renewed...
I cry often; how do you cleanse?

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