Why do women cry for no reason?

"I just watched a YouTube video by a very popular member entitled Girls Are Weird, Why Do They Cry for No Apparent Reason? His girlfriend was in the video and they were talking about an instance that actually happened when she started crying, and could not explain why. Their conclusion was that girls cry for no reason and are strange. While I believe that women do cry for reasons they cannot explain, I do not believe women cry for no reason at all. (Note: I am using the word women instead of girls for all intent and purposes, my use of the word women include girls from 16 to 50. I have never seen an older woman cry for no reason). Here are the reasons that I (a woman) believe that women cry.

Exhaustion: You may have noticed that many performers have been known to collapse and end up in the hospital in the middle of a tour due to exhaustion and frustration. This is an extreme kind of tired experienced by someone who has worked too hard and has not had time to relax. This kind of tired will even make a grown man cry, he just will not do it in front of you.

Frustration: Have you ever heard a woman say she had a good cry? Well chances are she cried from frustration, and the act of crying relieved the frustration. She will cry until she cannot cry anymore, with reasons being anything, or nothing at all, and arise from her soaking wet pillow ready to face anything the world can dish out.

Lack of Control: Women often find that they have these mysterious crying fits when in new relationships. They often blame their crying on hormones. The truth is that they are in a situation, which they do not know how to control. As exciting as a new relationship is, not knowing what is going to come next can be extremely frustrating and unsettling and lead to an unexplainable crying fit.

Extreme Happiness: Emotion is emotion and tears are tears. Women will cry just as easily from extreme joy as they will sadness. So if you walk into the room, and she bursts into tears, do not worry. She may just be happy to see you."

Enough

Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged, and the mother said, 'I love you, and I wish you enough.'

The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom.'

They kissed, and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy, but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?'

'Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?'

'I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead, and the reality is - her next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.

'When you were saying goodbye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?'

She began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone.' She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and she smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we wanted the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.'

Then, turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory:

'I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final goodbye.

Then, she began to cry, and walked away.

They say, it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but an entire life to forget them.