Possibly the least dramatic of reasons to cry, but...
I went on my friends hen weekend last week. We rented a cottage in St Davids in South West Wales, and had a wonderful mixture of lots of booze and good coastal walks.

What brought a tear to my eye (in a spectacularly puny way)was truly feeling for the first time in 2 years the simple joy of good company and beautiful scenery. Having felt a bit crap for the last couple of years I hadn't realised just how dulled my senses and feelings had become. To genuinely realise how beautiful and sublime these things are was a very small but very personal revelation. I had properly 'felt' for the first time in ages, and now all my other feelings have been unlocked as well. I thought I was in love. Now I'm REALLY in love!

I cried just a little bit for being so lucky to have such wonderful people in my life, to be able to be in such beautiful surroundings, to be able to let go of some previous incidents, and a little bit for myself at the realisation that after much hard work sorting my shit out, a corner was being turned.

You may all feel free to turn away and vomit at the high cheesiness rating!
(clapper, Thu 14 Apr 2005, 13:12, Reply)