Stuff that makes me cry

I'm watching the end of Titanic on NBC - sniffle, sniffle, sniffle. This movie came out about in December 1997, two months after Scott and I had our first date. Nice guy that he is, he took me to see it (he would still take me to see a 3-hour piece of sentimental fluff now, after almost eight years, but I feel guilty if I subject him to it. Unless it's Valentine's Day or my birthday - then I don't mind making him wade through the mush.)

He's completely bumfuzzled about the insane popularity of Titanic, and I just can't explain it. If I try, I end up saying something like this: "It's just ... he ... and they ... and then he ... but she ... waaaaaaaah!" See? Not very effective. I'm really not much of a sap, but Titanic always makes me cry. So does Steel Magnolias (IMDb, Amazon) and Beaches (IMDb, Amazon) no matter how many times I watch them. And oh, the Notebook (IMDb, Amazon). The book completely over-sapped me, but the movie made me cry like a big idiot, especially at the end. I think it made me particularly emotional because my grandpa had Alzheimer's disease, and the end reminded me so much of a picture that I have of he and my grandma, not long before he died. It's one of my favorite pictures in the world:

I just think it's so sweet.

I also cried at the end of A Beautiful Mind (IMDb, Amazon) when John Nash is accepting his Nobel Prize, and he starts talking about his wife:

I've made the most important discovery of my life. It's only in the mysterious equation of love that any logical reasons can be found. I'm only here tonight because of you. You're the only reason I am... you're all my reasons.

I was like, "It's a 100% logical scientist guy having an EMOTION! It IS possible!" Scott wanted to know what on earth I was crying about. So I explained (with great clarity), "It's just ... he ... he was like ... and she ... and then he ... but he still ... waaaaaaah!" Or maybe not so much clarity.