Over the past few years - maybe longer - I have noticed a change.

I have been happier and more content than any other time in my life that I can recall.

Yet I find that increasingly, I become choked up and teary eyed at every little thing.

A movie, a book, a song. The news. A passing thought.

Not just sad things, but happy things as well.

My eyes feel like dams straining to hold back the flood waters.

All glossy and pale rose colored.

It's like empathy, on overdrive.

It feels strange. Weird.

Makes me wonder if something is wrong. Out of sorts.

I tend to choke it back and swallow hard, unless I am alone.

I don't mind that I feel, I mind the conflict I feel about it.

Is it normal? Is it ok? Is it a sign of something else? Something wrong?

I wonder. Then I tear up.

What is happening to me?

Why? Why do I cry? Why MUST I cry?