I remember once after a visit with my Gramma we hugged as I was leaving. She started to cry—not because she was sad, but because, in her words, she had become “weepy” with age. A warm embrace at the end of a nice day was all that was needed to bring tears to her eyes.
This video made me realize that I too, have become weepy with age. As soon as the first hug takes place, my heart melts.
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