I could not stop crying when I was watching the news about the story of the 50 Fukushima heroes who volunteered to stay in the nuclear power plant to eliminate the threat of a global nuclear disaster even though they were well aware that this could cost them their own lives. The daughter of one of these employees told NHK that her father was due to retire this coming October. He was also the first to volunteer to stay at the power plant. After he made the decision, he text-messaged his wife, "I'm afraid I may not be coming home." His wife, who was rescued and placed in a temporary shelter, said she was heart-broken but proud of her husband. Tsk! Here comes the tears again!
Then I cried again when I was watching Oprah: Ultimate Dreams Come True. I only caught the last bit where a single mother of three adopted children worked four jobs to raise her kids and put all of them through college. Her kids are all great people and outstanding students. I mean, her oldest is in medical school on scholarships. Oprah not only sent she and her three children to an ultimate dream vacation to Italy, she paid all her debts off and gave her a year off by paying her her current salary from all four jobs combined for an entire year! My mom is a single mom, and it was hard for her at times even with only one child. Plus, all three of her children were adopted. When asked if she ever considered sending her kids back to the adoption agency after her husband simply walked out on them one day, she lovingly and calmly said, "When you make the decision to become a parent, you're responsible for your children for the rest of your life." So plain and simple, yet so many kids in our society are abandoned or neglected.
Somewhere in the half hour I was watching TV, there was a stupid car commercial, and it got me all misty too.
Evidently I wasn't the only person affected by the super moon. A few other women have also been experiencing some weird stuff. A friend of mine told me that she has been (unusually) grumpy as hell. Another friend said that she had a dream that she was dating Justin Beiber, and he is soooo not her type in more ways than one.
So many things could be connected to the super moon, and we missed the chance to actually see it last night. Oh, speaking of last night... I couldn't finish reading "Guess How Much I Love You" without choking up. Kai asked me to read it (again and again) 3 times, and all 3 times I started sobbing when I read,
"And I love you all the way to the moon... and back."
Damn you, super moon!!
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