CoD V.1.4.4- Parting...
It's 7pm on Sunday, and my sister just left with my parents for Columbia University, in New York, where she'll be working on her second Masters' degree. They're stopping in Kingston, Ontario for the night- she has to 'defend' her thesis in a 'colloquium' tomorrow morning, and then they head on (I imagine this colloquium to be a large room with an altar in the middle, and Sue stands on this altar wearing a black gown and hat, with her thesis chained to the altar. And little clerks with glasses and sleeked down hair, as well as tall, gaunt professors, run in and try to grab the thesis and run away with it, and she bops them on the head with this club she has- did I mention she had a club in my imagination?- to keep them away from her thesis).
Women are strange creatures... or so my grandfather tells me. He's 88, and was married to the same woman for forty-odd years, until she died, so he should know. My sister has a tendency to cry a lot whenever anything's happening. I used to tell her to suck it up and be a man, but she pointed out to me that she couldn't, so I stopped. I thought of telling her to bury her feelings and repress them, like all good men, but she'd probably cry if I said that, so I shouldn't.
So now I just pat her on the shoulder and say: "There, there...".
Partings suck, but they're good in that they serve to remind us that a time will come when there will be no more partings. No more tears. No more sadness. And we will worship the Lamb. Sadness makes me long for that time... but it still sucks that we're not there yet...
"There is a season for sorrow, but this too shall pass"
Women are strange creatures... or so my grandfather tells me. He's 88, and was married to the same woman for forty-odd years, until she died, so he should know. My sister has a tendency to cry a lot whenever anything's happening. I used to tell her to suck it up and be a man, but she pointed out to me that she couldn't, so I stopped. I thought of telling her to bury her feelings and repress them, like all good men, but she'd probably cry if I said that, so I shouldn't.
So now I just pat her on the shoulder and say: "There, there...".
Partings suck, but they're good in that they serve to remind us that a time will come when there will be no more partings. No more tears. No more sadness. And we will worship the Lamb. Sadness makes me long for that time... but it still sucks that we're not there yet...
"There is a season for sorrow, but this too shall pass"
posted by dan at 8/27/2006 07:10:00 p.m.
6 Comments:
One time, I was crying and my dad tried to get me to stop by telling me I'm ugly when I cry. It didn't work.
*sniff*...
Yeah Abs, I dont think this'd work on Sue either- she'd probably cry if I told her that. haha.
And Stephen... what a calloused, cynical old man you have become. tsk tsk...
Yes indeed, women are hard-wired quite differently than men. There are those who would benefit a great deal by learning this fact sooner. :) But tears... I think shedding a few would be a good thing for some men. I was reminded of a verse in Psalm 56 about God storing tears in a bottle for remembrance. If David cried (lots from what I gather), and was a man after God's own heart, (and Jesus wept a bunch) crying can't be all that bad... perhaps necessary...
The defense went well, at one point two of the evil professors came at me from different directions and they almost stole the thesis, but in the nick of time I pulled out my magic secret weapon at them - and burst into tears, and they were forced to drop everything and console me, at which point i swung the club and got them both in one fell swoop on the side of the head.
NOW do you see why women cry? ;)
I think it's neessary for women to cry to remind men that it's healthy to reconnect with their buried emotions every once in a while.
So Stephen, maybe you should make grace cry more.
Poor Grace, I'm sure being engaged to Stephen presents enough opportunity for her to cry- and once they're married the floodgates will really open... tsk tsk.
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