Anybody who knows me will tell you I am a big softy. A sad movie, a heart-wrenching story, being unable to offer help or support to someone in need, it’s reach for the tissues time. I used to think this was a sign of weakness and needed to “woman up” as it were but, you know what, I’ve changed my mind. Perhaps my tears are because I feel another’s pain and suffering but that doesn’t mean I’m weak, it just means that I am brave enough to open my heart to another’s pain and suffering. Weakness would be closing the doors of my heart to it and, thank goodness, that’s just not me. Will you be brave too?