tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205157387819958650.post1411205508485768772..comments2024-03-13T06:55:06.760+05:30Comments on Meanderings and Reflections: What prompts those tears . . .S. Susan Deborahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08885957854901839400noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205157387819958650.post-27274636368775749002010-08-17T11:13:58.207+05:302010-08-17T11:13:58.207+05:30I must be the one who should feel special dear Nev...I must be the one who should feel special dear Nevine. Since you are one of my favourite bloggers, I see it as an honour to read your insightful and thoughtful perceptions. <br />I even had a recent post on pain. Pain always is so powerful and makes us feel vulnerable. The time I wrote this post, the only emotion that consumed me was pain and tears. It was miserable. I was almost paralysed by that emotion. Whoo. But they do make us stronger and wiser so that we can say: "I passed all that and here I am."S. Susan Deborahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08885957854901839400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205157387819958650.post-49967623756883921932010-08-17T00:26:53.554+05:302010-08-17T00:26:53.554+05:30I feel special, here, Susan... as I am the first t...I feel special, here, Susan... as I am the first to post a response to this lovely write... so much time after you wrote it. And let me just say that I love your last line. And, I agree about the tears... the memories... the whole nine yards. We are such delicate creatures, aren't we? No one ever knows what will trigger our tears. But we offer them so effortlessly when they arrive... as if we have a choice.<br /><br />NevineNevine Sultanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08794887684860140819noreply@blogger.com