I consider myself pretty in touch with my emotions, so I'm not sure how I'll react when we're in the delivery room and I see Norby for the first time. It's pretty much a given that Helen (and Norby) will cry, but I wonder if I will.
I'm not much of a crier (anymore), and when I do it's usually only after watching movies like Rudy or Marley & Me. So as I prepare my tear ducts for whatever may come, here another example of something that gets me every time:
How the crowd helped the kid finish the song when he was clearly struggling brings tears to my eyes. Makes me proud to be a Red Sox fan.
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