One of the songs on my "regular rotation" right now is Fergie's "Big Girls Don't Cry (Personal)." Good song and man, sometimes I just need to hear it.
It's been (to put it very mildly) a rather stressful week at work. And of course, I always manage to throw a few personal stressors into my life on any given week - just for the heck of it. (I could never be accused of making my life too easy...)
So the concept that "big girls don't cry" had me asking myself: "Really???? Are we sure about that??" The truth is that I hardly ever cry anymore -- but I'm not sure that's a good thing. Granted, it's undoubtedly best that I don't burst into tears at work or at my children's elementary school - but it seems to me that if I allowed myself to have good cry every now and then, it might be quite healthy.
I'm not even sure I know how to really let go and cry anymore. Do you remember those really heart-wrenching cries you had as a kid or even as a teenager? (Maybe guys didn't cry like that as teenagers...I wouldn't know...but girls often do.) During those cries, you feel like your whole world is falling apart, but after it's over you have a really good perspective on life. And the solutions just seemed to emerge after that cathartic release.
I guess where I'm going with all of this is that if it's true that big girls don't cry...I'm not sure I want to be a big girl.