This reminds me of the old me. I was never a crier when I was a child. My oldest sister died when I was 16 of bone cancer. I think I shed a few tears when Mom and Dad came home from the hospital and told us she was gone. But at the funeral I just sat there with all these feelings coming up and I couldn't cry. My other sister who is 18 months older than me just sat there and bawled. Later in life when we were more mature and could talk about it both said we were jealous of the other. She thought I was very composed and I was jealous because she could let it out.

Funny thing is that since I got married I can actually cry! I jokingly tell my husband that he is responsible for making me cry.

Tears are very therapeutic. Emotions are all from God and we need to use them correctly. And I think that even those of us who have had MS for several years we need to feel we can cry just for the heck of it. We have lost a lot of tings because of this but we have also gained a lot from it. A lot of insight, a lot friends and a lot of bills!