The umbilical cord had just been cut. Suddenly separated from his mother my grandson reached for help. Almost every baby does it.
Soon enough, usually sooner than we would like, we are taught to quit that. To stand on our own.
Boys hear this early. "Act like a big boy" means "Act like a man" & that means "Don't cry," because crying & strength are incompatible.
Every professional & every leader knows this challenge. No patient or client wants their doctor or lawyer to break into anxious tears.
The stigma around crying remains real. During the 1972 Presidential campaign Senator Edmund Muskie gave a speech defending his wife from a newspaper attack. Outraged, he allegedly shed a few tears. Instead of owning up he denied the claim as "anger not tears." But, his campaign imploded.
When caught in sorrow's rooms each of us needs help – sometimes desperately. Henri Nowen says that heart healing requires the caregiver to create a safe space. Women are better at doing this for others & at reaching out themselves. Men, not so much. Recently, for the first time in many years I found myself in tears – not the soft kind but the ones that flow from drowning wells.
You have been there. You have had times when you looked around amid your loneliness & wondered: Who can help? Should I even ask? It is easy to say, "Of course, you should." But if you are reading this you are probably not a man. Only a few males regularly read the Journal. Those men know what I mean.
-Erie Chapman

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