Music does it, dammit.
Yesterday in church, we were singing "Angels We Have Heard On High". This is not a new song, or even an emotional one...but who sat in one of the front pews, singing her heart out with tears streaming down her face? This gal!
Tonight, PBS is airing stuff about Rogers and Hammerstein. They were playing a clip of "The King and I"...and here I sat, weeping. Why?????? I wish I knew!
Music is the only thing that always moves me to tears. Well...uh...except for things that relate to my grandchildren.
This isn't going to go away, so I pray that anyone who sees me in public during these performances will forgive my weaknesses. :)
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