How many tears do I have stored up? How many tears will I cry before my life comes to an end? How many tears are we given in this life? How many tears am I allotted to use for this loss? What if I use them all up? Will God give me extra so that I never run out?
How great it is for our bodies to cry. How cleansing it is for the body. How miraculously made we are in this human form, to be able to physically express our way of grief. Nothing less could possibly convey the magnitude of what we feel.
Maybe I will cry a river before this life is through. And then from that river, life will flow and breathe and move again. My tears will not have been in vain. They will find renewal.