I cried today for the first time in recent memory. Maybe it was the stress of knowing I had to pack up my room and that I wasn't going to be able to motivate myself to do it. Maybe it was the dwindling hope of renewed friendship with Rebekah. Or maybe it was years of pain and turmoil rushing back as my father finally reached out to me and I habitually shut him out.
Whatever the cause, these Tuesday Tears have been hiding just behind my eyelids for weeks. Today was their lucky day to spring loose. Will next Tuesday be so lucky?

