I’m not a softie.  Just ask my husband or my son and they will tell you that I am Mean.  (Actually, according to my husband I am not so much mean as I am a robot.  Thanks, babe!)  I am not big on sympathy, usually my response is “Walk it off!  You’re fine.”  I am admittedly more weepy now than I was before having kids, but still.  It usually takes a real tearjerker to do me in.  But since sometimes a good cry is really cathartic, I give you:

Movies that are guaranteed to make even hardhearted NonSoccerMom cry, EVERY SINGLE TIME.  (I have probably talked about some of these in previous posts, sorry about that.  Also, SPOILERS!  You have been warned.)

Forrest Gump.  I start sobbing at the scene where Forrest meets his son, and by the time he is talking to Jenny at her grave I am bawling like a baby.  “He’s so smart, Jenny, you’d be so proud of him…”  WAAAH.

Steel Magnolias.  This one didn’t hit me as hard before I had kids, but now the very idea of dying and leaving a toddler behind…SOB.

Titanic.  Yes, I know, okay?  I KNOW.  Obviously you can see the ending coming from a mile away, but that doesn’t stop me from crying when poor Rose is waiting for rescue on that freezing piece of wood and she realizes that it is too late for Jack.

Stepmom.  Again with the predictable sappiness, but the ending really does make me tear up every time.  Like Steel Magnolias, I have a really hard time with the concept of dying and leaving my kids without a mother.

Jersey Girl.  Are you noticing a pattern here?  Again with the dead mother and the child she leaves behind.  This one is even worse somehow, maybe because she dies in childbirth?  Or because Ben Affleck is extremely convincing as the sweetly bumbling dad?   I don’t know, but the scene near the beginning where he talks to his newborn daughter does me in every single time.

Wow, that isn’t very many movies, now that I sit back and look.  Maybe I’m even more coldhearted than I originally thought!  And before anyone asks – no, I haven’t seen The Notebook yet.  My Netflix queue is already eleventy-hundred titles deep, and I really am not huge on anything in this genre to begin with.  There are way too many crappy horror flicks I haven’t seen yet, folks.  A gal has to have her priorities.  Heh.  I’ll get to it eventually.  Maybe.