For the record, I define “cry” as tears falling from your eyes. It could be one or two that slip out or an eye-glass-splashing tsunami of tears.
1.) Because I was singing along with the Indigo Girls’ “Closer to Fine” and the sun has forsaken Minnesota and it’s been rainy for about 82 days and I was suddenly drowning in nostalgia for 1993 (when I learned about the Indigo Girls) and 1997 (when I saw the Indigo Girls) simultaneously.
2.) Because Chef Fatima Ali has terminal cancer and not much time left to live. I’ve seen every episode of every season of Top Chef at least twice. It’s one of my very favorite TV shows, one I love so much I buy it from Amazon. Fatima was a contestant on season 15 and she was so damn charming that I followed her on Instagram (I’m snooty when it comes to the social media follow). I was bummed when I learned she had cancer, and am so sad that she doesn’t have much time left. Her piece in Bon Appétit is heart breaking.
3.) Because I watched the episode of “The Office” where Jim & Pam get married and it never ceases to make me cry. I’m a goober.