I internalize my feelings, very rarely expressing them outward, I just don't do that very well. However, they must come out eventually...Sunday morning I hit that point. Standing in my grandmas hospital room I couldn't do anything but cry. I was so tired: emotionally and physically. I didn't know why I was crying, couldn't explain myself. I was just that tired. Crying was the only way.
And I realized there are times when I am just like that 15 month old...with nothing to do, but cry.