Heather, they will be so glad to see you. Not only will you be helpful, the loving nature that oozes out of your pores will be a salve.

Hang in there, Sweetheart. Get some sleep and recharge.

What Trudy said.

Much love to you and yours, Heather. I hope your cousin gets in touch soon.

What's embarassing about crying in a dark room where no one is looking at you because they all paid good money to look at what's on the giant lighted screen?

I usually don't care too much what people think if I cry at the movies, but I was really embarrassed when I went to see The Return of the King on Trilogy Tuesday. I mean, the theatre is full of huge geeks, right, and we're all totally into the story. But somehow, I get SO weepy that I am just sobbing loudly for the last 15 or 20 minutes (and leaking quiet tears for a good half hour before that). People are turning around to look at me, wondering what is wrong with me, and I realize that I am actually the biggest dork the world has ever seen.

{{{Heather}}} Also, what Trudy said.

Oh, Heather. You're such good people. My thoughts are with you.

I cry in movies, at the wrong times. I don't know if people notice, but I totally skim the crowd for weepers once I'm done. Because that's usually when it's time to cry (for RotK I was only affected by the early crypoints, and maybe by more of them than any one person was meant to, but for Million Dollar Baby I was totally recovered (and quite bouncy) by the sad parts. Wept like a baby for the middle third, though).

I especially look for men crying. Not to mock, or anything. I'm just very curious.

So, yes, if you're a stranger in the theatre near me, I will notice.

{{{{Heather}}}}

Heather, I hope you're able to get some rest. I wish I could take some of the hard away from you for the coming weeks.

Heather, I'm sorry it's hard. But you are strong, and your help will be so appreciated.

beth, glad everyone's checked in.

Still thinking of Heather here.

Shall I take it as a good sign that it's going to be a splendid, temperate day here today? With fluffy clouds, low humidity, birds atwitter and all that?

I got up early enough this morning that I didn't understand the function of my alarm clock. And it was dark. And there was fog. And other people were out there, driving around, and I hated them a whole lot. The highway made me hate them more. And I had to drive to work really, really fast, because they had coffee there, and oh my god, coffeeeeeeee.

I'm avoiding the desks of certain morning people coworkers, because I seem to be all id, and I think my id has kung fu grip today.