There are a couple of things that have made me cry.
A good friend of mine from uni died a few weeks ago from Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma and Leukaemia. She was the true definition of blameless: truly one of the most beautiful (in terms of her personality) people you could want to meet. I shed a tear at the time, however I had a worse moment. I was visiting Slovenia, and I wandered into this church in a town called Bled. Now, I am not a very religious person at all, but I went in and lit a votive candle in Ruth's memory, and sat down to offer a prayer (you never know, and God knows she deserved a prayer). I was the only person in this church, which was beautiful. I began crying uncontrollably at how unfair her death was, and I stayed like that for several minutes. That was when I realised that I had grieved for her fully, and I felt much better for it. I know she is in a much better place where there is no more pain for her.

The other times are too numerous to mention, and some are too sad even for this topic.
( Undercovercarrot got done for gross misconduct on..., Mon 18 Apr 2005, 18:41, Reply)