I used to never cry. I used to be able to hold my emotions in check until I was alone or with my now separated husband.
Now I cry often. Everything is brighter and sharper and harsher and so many times I can’t stop the flood of emotions spilling out.
Some of the tears are in pain, some in honor of memories. Some are shed to things lost and some in the possibility of what could be.
Release of emotion is healthy, if they don’t overrun you.