When I was little, my family thought I was heartless. I didn't cry at anything. The movie
My Girl, where Macaulay Culkin's character dies from bee stings (sorry if that spoiled it for anyone, but come on, it's 20 years old...), didn't make me cry, although my sisters and mom were soppy messes.
What they didn't realize is that it must have been an age thing - cause now I cry at anything. Today it was Obama's speech at the Tucson memorial for the victims of the shooting. I cried when he mentioned Giffords opening her eyes for the first time. I cried when he thanked the people who took down the shooter before he could reload and shoot more. And I cried when he talked about wanting to make America be the place that children like Christina Taylor-Green wanted it to be. "If this tragedy prompts reflection and debate, as it should, let's make sure it's worthy of those we have lost." You can see the whole memorial (and jump around to just see Obama's speech if you want),
here. It wasn't life-changing by any means, but I think it was really beautiful and definitely the type of speech that makes me want to be a better person.
Also, I wonder if Michelle's attraction to her husband increases exponentially every time he gives an inspiring speech like this one. I kind of think it would...
