My Mom died a year ago and one of my nephews is disraught that he hasn't been able to cry yet. He is ADD, ADHD, has been in the drug and alcahol scene but is out of it now. He is 25, a recent Dad. I was the same way when my sister died. I did not shed a tear and it tore me up inside that I couldn't. It wasn't until after I got married that I was finally able to let it out. Even after my Dad died it was all so clinical to me that I didn't cry until one day in church when we were singing one of his favorite songs and it was like a damm broke loose. So I have told Jonathon that it will come and he will be stronger for the journey he has to take for it to happen.