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I feel so bad. When I was referring to crying crocodile tears, I meant big tears or weeping. I was just informed that the true meaning is:

"Crocodile tears (or superficial sympathy) is a false, insincere display of emotion such as a hypocrite crying fake tears of grief."

That is the very opposite of what I was meaning to say. Please forgive me as I truly with all sincerity meant true sadness, true, tears and true grief.

And Book (HUG), it made me giggle when you wrote flummoxed, as I have been using that word lately as often as the occasion arises. :)
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Book, I'm not Catholic, but some of my cousins are, and I've been a handful of times to Mass for events like funerals, weddings, etc. I remember as a teen the first time I visited my cousin's church, and not being familiar with the traditions, not knowing when to stand or kneel, etc. so I mostly just sat. I do remember telling my cousin that I really liked her church because "it was so comfortable, especially the foot rests." I had no clue still that they were kneelers, I just thought people were kneeling down on the foot rests. Facepalm!

I meant no disrespect either, I just sincerely didn't know. Looking back, I do remember everyone being welcoming, and no one looked offended, thank goodness.
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Book, the kneeling and all the up and down in that church is too much for many people, even young people. It is not disrespectful. You have your beliefs, they have theirs. Think of it that there are many practices and traditions of your own beliefs and culture that many of us do not understand, and we do not disrespect you for them.

A story about that church. When I was in elementary school there were neighbors across the street of that religion. They had a daughter about my age and we were close friends. The family invited me to go to church with them a few times. And only a few times because every time I went with them I passed out. I can only guess from all the up and down. It is a lot even for the young.
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MsMadge, that's the first time I've heard it said that way. I'm more like: I went to sleep with a headache. And I woke up with a headache. All day, all night.. Stress? Heat? High blood pressure? .. stress...

I was talking to fave sis on the phone. I was going to my cousin's mass and rosary tonight. But I told sis that lately, I've been feeling very uncomfortable attending Catholic mass and not participate (standing, sitting, kneeling, standing, etc...) Even by sitting on the way back pew, I feel very, very disrespectful to their religion. The feeling came back strong when I attended my cousin's mass 2 nights ago. I want to be there for the family but my conscience is bothering me a lot... I didn't go tonight.
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Gersh, I haven't cried yet. I get the small tears but not the deep sorrowful cries. It took me 18 months after my mom passed away to finally cry my heart out. I haven't done it with dad.

Smeshque, it's those unexpected tears or emotions that just trips me. I think what threw me off was she was Dad's home care nurse. I was shocked that the office didn't even let her know that one of her patients died. And so when she kept asking me how was my dad, with a big smile on her face, I was … flummoxed. {hehehe... always wanted to try using that word.} I didn't know how to respond. sigh.....
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I woke up with the same headache I went to sleep with last night
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I try try to avoid potential negative issues as much as possible. Think of things to make me laugh and try to get laughter out of others 😆 via in person, text or phone with friends or people know or don’t know. Try to do it as many times as possible in the day and you don’t how you got to that discussion half the time. Then either there gonna tell you something and make you laugh or pause woe and start thinking what they said is positive and pass on.
Ex. This is True. I don’t know how I brought up a subject to the person that does ac maintenance on my ac. I live on East Coast in va outside dc and md. I may have said something to along the lines of I need a super hero now to take care me mentally. It wasn’t Superman, Batman. It was Wonder Woman and his response. Yeah we take care of Linda Carters ac and he went on and on description of rooms in house and one room wall to wall of pictures of her as Wonder Woman.
Yeah, so when in stress think of positive funny things. Yeah, like I can cry out Wonder Woman please help me and your also local too. Only that would come are neighbors dogs and know I’m loved and get wet slush kiss on cheek. At least I know I’m appreciated and laugh 😂.
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Big Hug Book- I too miss my Dad and there are moments that trigger some crocodile tears.
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Book, you cry big gigantic tears if you want. I wish I could cry more. Sometimes I feel like one of those people who cuts themselves just to get their feelings out. I've been in big denial since my Mom died. Still haven't come to terms with it. I wonder if I will ever let myself. I won't resort to cutting but if someone wants to punch me upside the head I might welcome it. Anything to get the emotions flowing in a healthy sort of way.

((((Hugs)))) to you Book
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Lastnight, I was shopping at Kmart. I heard someone ask, "How's your dad?" I ignored her because no one called my name. I continued walking and turned right to an aisle (searching for mothballs.) And I heard the question again, "How's your dad?" I don't know why I decided to stop and look behind me. It was my dad's home care nurse. I stood there staring at her. I .. just didn't know how to answer her. She smiled and asked again, "How's your dad?" I said, "oh, he passed away. Last July." And I just stood there staring at her. She let go off the cart, and gave me a huge long hug. I just stood there. She looked at me. I looked at her. I finally nodded.... I got all emotional after she left. I realized that I've been keeping everything inside. Her hug - triggered some of those emotions.

Lastnight, around 11:30pm, I decided to check my cellphone. Fave sis texted me at 3pm, that our first cousin passed away the night before. He had health issues and was in constant pain for years. I went to his mass and then the rosary afterwards. It was a very small church. The priest would say my cousin's name throughout the mass. That is so touching (compared to my parents' church which is like 5 times bigger and less personal.)… The rosary got to me. I started thinking of my dad. I got teary-eyed.... and now, I feel so sad. Did a teeny tiny bit of crying as I was typing this.
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