One cultural adjustment I made when I converted to Mormonism was how much and how often I cry and others cry. I definitely weep more as a Mormon than I did as a Catholic. That's not necessarily a bad thing. This past weekend's Exponent II retreat was another occasion where I grew repeatedly teary with a group of wonderful, loving women. I'm just always so amazed at the presentations and the conversations. I feel lucky that I don't feel as constrained at church as other participants do; I feel like there are people I can talk in my ward to without being judged or marginalized. I am sorry that other sisters are not as fortunate as I am. I felt so reassured and accepted that I was not the only person who questioned her place in the Mo-verse.
I was an unabashed fangirl at the retreat. I'd long admired a number of the other participants and I was so thrilled to get to meet them and actually talk in a relaxed, informal matter. And they had good things to say to me! There were two sessions on Africa, which was also pretty meaningful. Faithful readers may recall that I've always had ambivalent feelings about my experience in Africa, but I was so encouraged and inspired by everyone's enthusiasm to Make a Difference.
There was a lady in my ward who felt EVERY emotion with tears. We had a new convert--a college student--who did not, and she must have been a bit alarmed at it because one day when she gave the opening prayer in RS, she prayed, "Please bless Sister C. that she won't cry this week." Oh man--I have never struggled so hard not to laugh during that prayer. I failed. So did many others.
Gla you enjoyed yourself!
Ha ha - was I the new convert in your ward?
I think I even posted about it here (er, in my journal) but the extreme amounts of crying were a major reason I quit going to Relief Society. I'm a very reserved / non-emotion showing person and all the crying (occasional is fine, but it was every week! about everything!) freaked me out so badly I couldn't take it anymore :)