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  • Too controlling, too competitive, too abrupt, too emotional. I've been described by those words more times than I care to count. Usually, the observations mean little to me. After all, everyone has a right to their opinion.

    But the other day I was driving home from a very productive meeting; sun shining, wind blowing at perfect pace, my iPod playing a song from my teenage years and I got so overwhelmed with happiness and gratitude I smiled wider than I think I ever have before, and started to cry.

    To those who know me, crying is no big deal. I don't cry because I'm sad. (I do, but most don't see this). The public tears I display are almost always of pride, appreciation, overwhelming joy and thankfulness for my life.

    A few months ago someone told me that I was way too sensitive, way too emotional. I was told it was probably best if I just didn't think so much and instead just focused on working & getting things done - that then I wouldn't get hurt or feel pain when things didn't go as planned, or didn't go my way. But here's the thing, I get plenty done. And hurt isn't something I run from.

    For a moment, though, I considered this advice. But just a moment. Because what is wrong with being overly emotional? So what that I cry when my employees make me proud because they've done something remarkable they didn't think they could? So what if I shed some tears when my daughters hug each other for almost no reason at all and declare themselves "best frends forever and ever"? So what if I stare up at the fireworks in the sky and tear up in awe of how human beings thought to create something so grand, loud, colorful & strange? So what if when I think about the people in my life that I love I am at once incredibly happy and also incredibly fearful that they may not always be there...and....I cry...? So what?

    Because here's the thing - when you choose not to get emotional - to try and run from pain, hurt, unpleasant emotions...you rob yourself of the really good stuff too. The fireworks may not look so awe-inspiring, those employees may not get to see how very much you appreciate them. And those people in your life - the ones who make it a life - may not get to realize how much you treasure them while they are still here.

    So I think I'll stick to the emotion & the tears. I can stop feeling when I'm dead.
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